Mercy bore wingsgraced my doorstepher cheery song nectarfor a weary heart –initiative all hers. (Image mine)
Tripping over guilthow I need to make amends Meanwhile, charity leaves me vulnerable Lose credibility,momentum No longer a pick up for othersditched without a lifeline *** These are but feelingsI’m more comfy couchthan utility vehicleand credibility –well that’s earned Pick myself upwade through vulnerabilitygrateful for giving handssome amends best leftto the lessons gainedguilt not worth […]
I seek the elusive –organize thoughtsattempt to drawreason from obtuse Project possibilityinto unattainablehoping to acquiremarketable commodity Refuse to acknowledgehappiness is subjectiveand bliss reservedfor those who let go. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Interestingly, I do look towards the open sky, whenever I’m attending a funeral or inside a graveyard. Varied thoughts about purpose of life and heading towards the next phase circle in my mind on such occasions.
Thank you so much for sharing this capture with my challenge and apologies for check out your entry this late 🙂
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Yes, this perspective is more hopeful than looking down.
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beautifully and peacefully sad………
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Thanks Wendi
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Lovely captures!
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Thank you.
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Gorgeous! I love wandering through cemeteries and imagining all the stories of the people.
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Our town has seven trails, and one goes through the cemetery – a good place to take the camera. Thanks Heather.
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So beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah. What skies lie ahead, I wonder.
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Me too my friend! 🙂 ❤
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When I saw the first photo, John Lee Hooker’s “Decoration Day” immediately came to mind.
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Well there’s a name I haven’t heard for a long time – had to give a listen. Thanks for that!
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