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THE SONG OF LOVE by Tammy T. Stone

 Love is not necessarily ineffable, but nor is it simple …

To allow our selves to be loved by others can be so much harder than to love, to receive, so much more difficult than to give. We also know that we can’t really come into the full blossoming of love if we cannot hold love for ourselves … this poem emerged on a day of struggling to feel in my heart what my head understands through other means.
Photography by Matt Aden 

The Song of Love
by Tammy T. Stone

Sometimes I lose sight
Of how mountains need no
Help standing,
Grass never wavers and
The ocean has never
Stopped moving.
There is another truth,
Harder to remember than
The rest,
That those with whom
Love has grown
Will not stop

They will not stop
Waiting for me
To awaken
To the song they
Hold in their hearts for me,
Loud and resonant,
A song that came into
Life
Long before I could hear it,
And rests in gentle remain
Every time I forget how
It goes.

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Tammy T. Stone is a Canadian writer, photographer and chronicler of life as it passes through us. Always a wanderer, she's endlessly mesmerized by people, places and everything in between; the world is somehow so vast and so small. She feels so lucky to have been able to work, learn, live and travel far and wide, writing, photographing and wellness-practicing along the way. She invites you to see some of her recent photography here and to connect with her on her writer's pagetwitter and her blog, There’s No War in World, here.



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