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)
I still love a park bench!
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Yes! Me too! Look forward to when they are open for sitting again. Thanks for commenting.
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Very well done. The black-and-white is so effective to convey the sense of loneliness.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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My kind of place. Beautiful shots.
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Thank you!
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Benches, trees, water, and a swan … can’t go wrong with that combination 😀
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Lol. Thanks Cee.
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such beautiful words with such deeply moving photos……..I felt a lot of emotions looking at those photos.
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It touches a place deep inside, I agree. Thanks Wendi.
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yes, it does……
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A bench to sit and reflect on sitting-and-reflecting… how that need must balance with up-&-doing&connecting needs.
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Definitely a balancing point!
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A perfect place to be…
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Wouldn’t it be? Thanks.
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Oh this is so sadly true! You spoke my soul’s ache for mother nature! Beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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All the benches here are off-limits. I agree with the ‘ache’. Thanks.
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You’re welcome my friend! ❤
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