How can I describe this place? It's a bit of an inbetween space. It's like Terminal 1 at Heathrow... it doesn't really lead to one specific place, it's like a lush dinner with fancy prawn left overs that don't get eaten or the last sips in a bottle of Veuve, or like a sports team made up of people that are always last to be picked... like a body without it's heart. It's almost there - but not quite there.
It's filled to the brim with things that we need - and want, friends, family, pets... yet it's empty because the people who own them, don't actually own them, and aren't there to love them.
It's the missing piece, the something that doesn't quite feel like it's complete. Sometimes it's not easy finding your way through this maze of life, with dead ends, and wrong turns.
Your similes are fantastic: one comes out from ur stomach, and another touches lips and taste, third the sight of that team, and forth "body without it's (sic) heart"
I wish if u stop at the word heart. It's enough.
You have a poetic heart. Thanks
Breathe in Life and Breathe out!
How exciting, a piece to look forward to that when you indulge and live in, completes the beautiful picture for you to experience.
All I can say is Breathe In and Breathe Out, and then again. God/Universe has ensured that your next breath is guaranteed no matter who you are, the breath is there for you to take in.
The piece will come just as sure as your next breath.
With love honey . . . . . .
Thank you وادي المعرفة and Crazeebee! Thank you for visiting my blog and sharing your thoughts and love with me!!
Blessing and love x
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