Whether it’s a change for the better
or a change for good, or both, and more…
this transformation I am undergoing
has required the best in me
and I surrender unto it.
I surrender unto love,
unto a love my heart knows well.
So well, my intellect scarcely understands
the heart’s acknowledgements.
My will followed this directional change
as if it knew the heart better than I
and I am willingly losing my grip for first love.
— Uncle Tree
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Uncle Tree's House 
Transformation, losing your grip for first love… what beautiful images and thoughts. Thank you for this, once again you have touched my heart.
Thank you, Carole! 🙂 Glad you liked!
And I hope you check out Caro’s blog.
She is a fascinating poetess. Cheerz, UT
Love indeed changes us as fast as an electrical impulse travels from one neuron to another – withing the blink of an eye. Intellect wouldn’t catch up 🙂 Thank you for sharing!
I’m so glad you understand, Inese. 🙂 Thank you! Have a great Sunday!
Fantastic and love the loosing the grip and listening to the heart to first love…..
Thank you! 🙂 That’s so sweet.
and so, you enter The Well. Nice to read you.
Thank you, Barbara! 🙂 Indeed, I have entered.
beautiful words from a true poet that shoots from the heart
Thank you kindly! 🙂 I truly appreciate your thoughts, my dearest friend.
I love that drawing, where is it from?
Me, too. It’s a tarot card, Maria.
I read every word and liked every word. I felt a corelation between the love and fall – changing of the seasons, changing of the heart.
And I too love the drawing!
Thank you, Jan! 🙂 So glad you liked!