Sweet solitudesacred silence, surround meImaginationthrives under your spell – unleashthe magic; I shall create (Art my own, with a nod to AI)
Extract the miracle from the celebrated Each story is lifelessuntil told – its patterns Stubborn, are innate –We all crave renewal I crave renewalarms extendedfists unfolded Believe in will –the power to breathe lifeinto inert corners Does not life support us?Is not consciousness infinite?and the divine patient? Yesterday, I gave upresigned myself to failure (It’s […]
Paddle to the edge –life has falling off points, andI am curious –Defy fear and leap, or freeze?Faith armours brave, takes a chance. (Image mine)
this both reads and looks delicate and vulnerable, precious life.
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Very precious. Thanks
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Love the poem – with the pictures. All delicate and yet balanced. Now we are fighting to keep that balance…
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Always….lol…thanks.
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Perfect to find that lovely bird with no leave to block your lens! Beautiful
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Don’t you love it when that happens? Not often enough. Thanks Tina.
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Beautiful words.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful, V.J., both the poem and the photos!
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Pas de quoi, mon amie!
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Thank you Terrie!
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Looks like I sent you two responses – one in french and intended for someone else, lol. Oh those senior moments.
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Ha ha! Believe it or not, I figured out what the one in French meant…. Have a great weekend!
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You too!
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Beautiful! ❤
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Thank you!
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