within a dream,
in barely a whisper,
an echo of long ago
reminding me…
open the door,
move away the fear,
go where you dare not,
follow the path,
and there-
I would find you,
your hand,
your heart to hold.
Stories Collected While Living in France
within a dream,
in barely a whisper,
an echo of long ago
reminding me…
open the door,
move away the fear,
go where you dare not,
follow the path,
and there-
I would find you,
your hand,
your heart to hold.
corey, i love this!
you started my day with such a beautiful message!
thank you my dear friend!!!
as always,
mary ann 🙂
Love the photo.. the detail of the ruffle, the ring,lovely!!
Are you spying on me? LOL. This has everything to do with my life right now 🙂
Dreams are so important in making us see what we’re missing. Beautiful, insightful post!
Yet another treasure trove!
Happy Sunday my sweetie pie!
I love you!
Jeanne
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I love your embedded photo titles Corey. Awesome photo and message as always 🙂
i love the door knocker and the words ring true… what a wonderful way to begin my day.
thank you.
Beautiful, Corey, and ah… I just got caught up on your last few posts and I am GREEN with envy for your french antique shops and sidwalk cafes, your cafe au laits and your cakes. GREEN!
I’ve just found your Blog and love it — words are my passion and you have added to the delights of my day.
corey! i have two old door knockers just like this i bought in egypt!
wow beautiful poetry 🙂
Hey! Are you going somewhere and haven’t told ME?!!!! And when are you on your way HERE anyway?
;o)
Wonderful! GO where you dare not…that’s where I need to be right now, and thanks for reminding me that HIS hand will be there waiting and to hold. Your friendship too encourage me to be brave to open the door, thank you!
Beautiful words and image. It is inspirational!
~annax
Hi Corey,
Love your blog.The antiques,pictures and your words are lovely! I really love your poem;my kind of style.
P.S.I would love a door knocker just like yours!
Annabelle
Oh this is stunning! I love old statues and the chemical reaction that takes place through years and years of being exposed to the elements…beautiful!
Lovely words as well. Perfect for a Sunday morning.
a.
beautiful words…beautiful pic…
Every time I read it, I love it more, and the photo is wonderful.
Dear Corey,
what beautiful clear words. I am curious as to the history and meaning of these lovely knockers with the hands?
Namaste,
MB in JT
BRAVO, once again:)
You’re such a lovely person, touching many lives everyday!
What a blessing it is everyday to read your posts!
Knock, knock, knock, I’m so glad you’re home!
That’s gorgeous!
knock knock who’s (in) there?
beautiful reminder. love the door knocker. I’d love to have a cool knocker but a larger window was the winner.
Breathtaking as usual – Corey, I hope your visit has been going well too!
what is there about hand and heart images that make them seem timeless?
very lovely post and photo.
>open the door,
move away the fear,
go where you dare not<
This is what I started doing six years ago. It's amazing how far you can travel (and on so many levels) when you let go of fear.
heyyyyy
I have this door knocker !
I hung it upside down (so the hand hangs out) next to the bathroom mirror to hold a small towel across.
Just sharing !
Love, S.
miss corey,
thank you. i have a bucket load of fear(s) i’m attempting to pour out and watch dissipate. that you for your words. timely.
hugs from california.
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