Talks stalledescapees strugglelives minimizedburdens heavydespair palpable Can they sensethe global hug,compassion circling? Do prayers have substance,or have the displacednever felt so alone? (Image mine)
Love evolves –a considerationwe overlookedthose day whenpassion drove usto fanciful displays Tried to align myselfto the certaintyof your dreamsbut my compasswas set elsewhere Memory, thoughhas tattooed uson my heart;the ink still bleeds. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)
Is the writing on the wall so cryptic?Graphic images depict rageflames of dissonanceyoung men bleeding at their own handscompassion incapacitated. A sad awakening for a society fixatedon rights and privileges, dominating culture excluding the nurtureof humanity, or preservation of life. How can we continue to closet our children’s pain – their vitality oozing – hopelessly […]
One Woman's Quest II 
Are they bigger than our palms?
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Yes. They are huge. And top heavy, lol.
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Wow!
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Yes!
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great view – it looks GIGANTIC
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Yes! It’s fallen over a few times, lol.
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what a nice splash of color in winter too
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Yes! Thanks.
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Very nice blog
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Thanks so much. Nice to meet you. Following.
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WOW!!
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome. I love a big, red, in-your-face amaryllis.
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Oh that is so beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Isn’t it! Just what the soul needs on these grey days.
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Amen! 🙂 ❤
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