I fear the denouement –the moment of reckoningwhen the winding pathunravels; when intentions,transient at best, revealthemselves as common liesand soul crumples before lightrecognizing this is not the end. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @ Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Young woman, I see your painremember a time when I toostruggled for autonomy, purpose Wish I could reach acrossthe span of generations, mirrorthe beauty that I see, release the tangle of deception that binds,facilitate your potential, helpadvance your journey, lift you beyond the clutter and noiseand deliver you to freedom, butyour book has not been […]
Symptoms –YieldingSpiritTamperedEnthusiasmMuteIncomprehensibleChallenge (M.E. or Myalgic Encephalomyelitis is said to be systemic. Every so often it reminds me so I attempt to write through it. Image and poem my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
Hooked on those giant clouds I’m 🙂
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Me too! Thanks.
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This post immediately brought to mind Simon and Garfunkel’s “My Little Town.”
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Yes!
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