.
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We carve our words,
our paintings, sculptures,
music, dance
into the walls
of space and time
knowing one day
all will crumble down.
Even earth
will be consumed
by an aging sun someday.
But Cosmos gathers each creation,
weaves it into infinite Mind.
No thing is lost
except the empty shadow –
nothing really disappears,
not even love.
.
© 2012 Betty Hayes Albright
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Photo is of “The Little Mermaid” statue in Copenhagen, Denmark
photographer unknown (photo found on Microsoft clip art site)
Seasonings 
not even Love ❤
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It’s all good. 🙂
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What a beautiful poem Betty. Its speaks to me of the eternalness of all that we are, all we create and especially the eternal energy of love – thank you for sharing such lovely words.
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Really glad you liked this, Words from the Moon! 🙂
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“Nothing is ever lost except the empty shadow”–ahhh, Betty, that’s the line I love.
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Thank you, Caddo – (I posted this without letting it “set” for awhile, which means it probably needs some tweaking. Darn clipboard gets impatient, sometimes! 🙂 )
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Ahhh, clipboard humor–I needed that tonight!! Thanks
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ESPECIALLY not love!
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Granbee, you’re so right! I was actually going to end it with “especially not love” or something like that, but then decided to emphasize it by understatement, if that makes sense. People often think love can be “lost” – but I think love is the greatest “art form” of all – that it’s indelible, beyond time and space….
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A positive tone to the poem…even what one considers lost.
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Thanks, Charlie – thought it was time I wrote something more positive. 🙂
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The hope you convey at the end is beautiful, knowing love never disappears, just wonderful, Betty~
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Thank you, Lauren – there is always hope! 🙂
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I agree with you so much, Betty! 🙂 As a saying goes, it’s not the destination, but the journey that matters. The ‘result’ may be ‘lost’ but the memories and lessons remain! 😀 – L
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Background Story, thank you – and you’re so right. I think it’s the essence of our experience that lasts forever. 🙂 (And those timeless bonds of love.)
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Ahh, may this be true, Betty. I don’t think I’ll be around when
…earth
will be consumed
by an aging sun someday,
but I would like to believe that through some mysterious chemical electrical reaction within the cosmos even love continues to be found, not lost, on some wondrous level of being and existence.
I’m glad you’re being positive today. Really glad.
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Thank you, Thomas – that “wondrous level of being and existence” you mention is at my core, although my poetry doesn’t always reflect it. 🙂 (Deep inside, my Mayberrie character feels it as well.) It’s easy to lose perspective in the drama of life… and sometimes that’s where the muse comes alive and dances. Maybe it’s a catharsis – and/or just a need to communicate?
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I saw a statue on the water like this in Copenhagen. Is this it?
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Lilly, I found the image in Microsoft’s clip art collection and thought maybe it was one of those statues in Oslo. Going back to check just now, it has “Denmark” as one of its tags, so it probably is the one you saw in Copenhagen! Thank you for letting me know! 🙂 (There weren’t any other credits or captions for the photo on the Microsoft site.)
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It is by the water in Copenhagen near the ferry you take to cross over to Sweden.
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You’re so lucky to have visited that area! How large is the statue? (Hard to tell from the photo.) I would love to go there – starting out in Norway, where my grandparents were from. My Norwegian grandma’s name was “Lilly”, btw! 🙂
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Lilly, I googled it, and read more about the statue. Thank you for identifying it for me – I’ve added a credit (sort of) to the post. 🙂
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Hi Betty
maybe this is so, it would be nice if something lasts forever, even love 🙂
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Ina, thanks for your comment! I do believe it is so – about love, especially. 🙂
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This is lovely Betty.
As long as there is love… 🙂
Much love
Christine xx
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Thank you, Christine! 🙂
I hope you’re having a good week so far. Sending a hug to you from “across the pond”!
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Dearest Betty, This was full, beautiful and wise. I found so much in the line, “No thing is ever lost except the empty shadow”. I love that, it alone speaks volumes. Oh, just beautiful!
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Linda, thank you so much!!
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a sip of whiskey to start the heart
and it all returns.
ambassador of love…wonderful poem!
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Thank you, Steven! I like your creative comments. 🙂
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Picking up on your exchange with Granbee above, about the ending, I think you were absolutely right to go for the understatement here: it’s more effective – very effective!
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John, thanks for your helpful feedback! I shall leave the ending as is – and appreciate your affirmation that this works. 🙂
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Love never really leaves, it carves its essence into the walls of our hearts, then like a painting by a great master…it hangs there waiting for the right spark to bring life back into its lungs! Returning with its passionate kiss, trying to again steal your breath away. Wonderful and beautiful poem! You have a way of writing which leave one enjoying your poem’s conversation with me! Have a blessed day!
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Thank you very much, Wendell – for your poetic comment! 🙂
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What beautiful things words are! and they last, they last. Have a nice day.
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Thank you, Thomas! 🙂
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Another pearl, Betty. 🙂 I enjoyed it very much. 🙂
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Thank you, Angela! 🙂
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Lovely, Betty, exquisite ending…
‘No thing is ever lost
except the empty shadow –
nothing really disappears,
not even love.’
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Thank you again, Diane!
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The dance of transience and permanence.
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The akashic records, maybe…. (did I spell that right?)
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You did.
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It’s all a perpetual swirl…
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