Samya's Space

If all is well that ends well, how bad my life may have started I will take all pains to make sure that it ends well. Because then, it will have been a life lived well and that is what i want to achieve. A life lived well. I welcome all the trials, hurt and the failures of shame. I embrace you all for all I seek is a life lived Well... -Samya

In my own little stone-built cottage that stands alone in the cool, lonely country planes, sipping my warm coffee and stroking the bouncing Lassie's furry head I sit by the bay window looking out at the endless summer meadow  Ah perfect... too perfect to become easily true but someday...and someday soon it's the promise I make to my solemn self  that I will soon see that day see that meadow  through the black night and black day Someday and someday soon I'll take my place at the bay window and munch on the savoury solitude the beautiful, peaceful solitude my head's heavy I want to rest it  someday, someday, and when I do I want to be  looking out at that meadow I say...

In my arms I grace the warmth of your little body You hold on tightly to my hand With fingers yet so tiny In your touch I find the silkiest softness of joy In each breath I hear the sweet coo of life’s envoy In my bosom is warmth kindled by you Exuding affection on your birth of joy Each of your twists and turns Giving me hope upon hope For you are the reason, for life to go on and on As I bend down to kiss your rosy cheek Exalted I am by the sweet aroma Of the love that I feed you with… Read more:  http://www.poemsclub.com/hymn-to-motherhood.html#ixzz33TD9EJc6