My Soul Hoarded



Painting by Joseph Karl Stieler 


I can no longer hear
the birdsong of morning
or love’s endearment,
but music fills the silence.

What life robbed my soul hoarded.

I live not with loss….
I live in the joy of what remains.

©Susie Clevenger 2014



At Real Toads Hannah had us visiting Bonn, Germany which is the birthplace of Ludwig von Beethoven. Transforming Friday With Nature's Wonders

Comments

Lisa A. Williams said…
"I live not with loss...I live in the joy of what remains." So very beautiful Susie.
February 1, 2014 at 6:32 PM
Hannah said…
The hopeful tone of living through one's ultimate passion is a comfort here...beautifully written, Susie.

Thank you for writing!
February 1, 2014 at 6:42 PM
Scarlet said…
That line is just stunning ~ Such fine music, we celebrate what we have ~
February 1, 2014 at 7:44 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
Fantastic!!!!!!!! Living in the joy of what remains. Wowzers!
February 1, 2014 at 9:11 PM
Kay L. Davies said…
Wonderful, Susie. You've made my lifelong sorrow for Beethoven easier to bear.
Luv, K
February 1, 2014 at 11:54 PM
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