“A woman in harmony with her spirit is like a river flowing. She goes where she will without pretence and arrives at her destination prepared to be herself and only herself.” – Maya Angelo I fear living. No, that’s not it. I love living… …but I fear engagement… …drowning in engagement Except, I love engagement… […]
Globules of rainhit the windowpanes sloshing Day has not yet brokenthe sun held captiveunforgiving clouds A ghostly figureperches mid treeleers eyeless I recognizefeline contoursfearless slink A daemon stalkerWe’ve wrestled beforeHave I summoned her? She shiftshaunches easinginto pounce Not today, LordI pray aloudNot today! (for Eugi’s Causerie weekly prompt: ghostly. Image my own)
Lean into it;more shoulder! Physical drudgerydoes not suit me Ill-equippedsculls lacking But I will trybegrudgingly Back leaning intomonotonous task Prayed for a lifeboatnever imagined this. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Beautiful and serene landscapes V.J. I am fascinated by the shadows in your second photo.
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Thanks.
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What beautiful landscapes! I, too, am very much attached to the land where I live. I need its four seasons to maintain my equilibrium.
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There is something to that! Thanks.
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🙂
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VJ, the path looks so inviting. It beckons for a walk, run or drive. Keith
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My path to peace, Keith. Always some treasure to find. Thanks.
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Beautiful, I especially love the shadows.
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Thanks.
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Welcome!
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My eye went to the shadows as well.
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