I’ve lived the fog of distance –life’s highway a series of hillsdestination without promise Have learned that acceptance gains perspective,that climates change, and hope sustains,and that in stillness dreams renew. Now I travel quieter paths, appreciatespace, have surrendered to a slower pace –certain that this too will change. (image my own)
Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]
I adore your fence lines 😀 😀
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Thanks 😊
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Well done meeting the challenge! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Deborah.
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I like the second one in particular. The scene would make a good painting, I think.
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I was actually surprised to find a fence there – the scenery is beautiful, thanks.
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You’re welcome, VJ. I love stumbling upon surprise beautiful scenery.
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