I fear the denouement –the moment of reckoningwhen the winding pathunravels; when intentions,transient at best, revealthemselves as common liesand soul crumples before lightrecognizing this is not the end. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @ Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Young woman, I see your painremember a time when I toostruggled for autonomy, purpose Wish I could reach acrossthe span of generations, mirrorthe beauty that I see, release the tangle of deception that binds,facilitate your potential, helpadvance your journey, lift you beyond the clutter and noiseand deliver you to freedom, butyour book has not been […]
Symptoms –YieldingSpiritTamperedEnthusiasmMuteIncomprehensibleChallenge (M.E. or Myalgic Encephalomyelitis is said to be systemic. Every so often it reminds me so I attempt to write through it. Image and poem my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
The last dance!
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Yes! Thanks
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😉
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Going up in a flame comes to mind.
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It does look like that!
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GORGEOUS!
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Thank you!
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Love it! The color contrast is remarkable. 🙂
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome!
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what a beautiful image of the past and the present!
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Thanks!
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🙂
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Very dramatic! I love this! This would be a great photo prompt! 😀 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. The image definitely cries out: define me.
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