At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
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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