What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection.
Make blanket of green bough our secret sanctuary – eden – as squirrels watch and animals rustle, feel the purely bucolic, leave cloudy noon, come & give, don a shine. (Fridays are for Magnetic Poetry online. Give it a try. Image from personal collection.)
Contrasts, life presents – focus on the light, I tell myself, eyes wandering to dark corners been up against too many brick walls to harbour simplicity in faith, besides, darkness holds the light we inevitably all follow. (Image from personal collection.)
Small town living sounds so good from this concrete jungle! It’s what I crave in my heart! Beautiful V.J., thanks for sharing and allowing a moment to escape to your small town living! 😀 ❤
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You are welcome. Had to go into town today, and we both agreed we don’t miss it.
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Nice photos.
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Thank you!
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