Delicate

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Spring, you bring such hope,
such delight – promised renewal…

And yet I feel the vulnerability
of all that is precious – how delicately
balanced the seasons, life cycles
both giving and subtracting –
a chain of birth and death.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: delicate

16 thoughts on “Delicate”

pvcann says:

May 25, 2019 at 8:49 am

this both reads and looks delicate and vulnerable, precious life.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 25, 2019 at 9:46 am
  
  Very precious. Thanks
  
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Leya says:

May 24, 2019 at 4:04 pm

Love the poem – with the pictures. All delicate and yet balanced. Now we are fighting to keep that balance…

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 4:05 pm
  
  Always….lol…thanks.
  
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Tina Schell says:

May 24, 2019 at 1:35 pm

Perfect to find that lovely bird with no leave to block your lens! Beautiful

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 1:41 pm
  
  Don’t you love it when that happens? Not often enough. Thanks Tina.
  
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Sandra J says:

May 24, 2019 at 11:49 am

Beautiful words.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 1:21 pm
  
  Thank you!
  
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Terri, Reclaiming Hope says:

May 24, 2019 at 10:58 am

Beautiful, V.J., both the poem and the photos!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 1:19 pm
  
  Pas de quoi, mon amie!
  
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2. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 1:19 pm
  
  Thank you Terrie!
  
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3. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 1:20 pm
  
  Looks like I sent you two responses – one in french and intended for someone else, lol. Oh those senior moments.
  
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  1. Terri, Reclaiming Hope says:
    
    May 24, 2019 at 2:41 pm
    
    Ha ha! Believe it or not, I figured out what the one in French meant…. Have a great weekend!
    
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  2. V.J. Knutson says:
    
    May 24, 2019 at 2:45 pm
    
    You too!
    
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awisewomansjourney says:

May 24, 2019 at 7:17 am

Beautiful! ❤

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  May 24, 2019 at 9:26 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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