I can paint a picture

where I wish to dwell.

Let it raise me so softly

where sweet mountains

surround me

and angels keep me safe.


Endless twilight

and never ending stars.

My soul takes flight

this heart of mine

suspended in ecstasy.


I take tired solace

where the bells toll

and pray the one I love

surpasses death and time.


There has been significance

in each other.

My heart cries and lingers

in the memories.


I have forgotten to live.

My immortality is my heart

It’s all I have left.


copyright Es-tee Miller

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”



About redcontroversy

I'm a stargazing,skywatching,storm loving, sungazing addict. Environmentalist, political blogger, professional photographer, writer, favourite quote is: "If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive". ~ Eleonora Duse ~ soul is definitely alive.
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2 Responses to IT’S ALL I HAVE LEFT

  1. Jack says:

    My dear girl, what sweet and heart rendering prose you create.

  2. Karin says:

    Sweet words graced with love, thank you Estee for sharing.

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