An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
I couldn’t agree more with you here!
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Wise words. Purpose in life is worth striving for.
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Thanks, Eugi!
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What a beautiful image. Patience. Trust. Purpose. A triumvirate worth striving for, even when it’s a struggle.
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Thanks Andrea!
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Oh I do hope so. 🙂
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Very true VJ. Beautiful image.
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Indeed! And if we stick around enough years we’ll likely discover additional purposes, callings. Some surprises!
Fantastic image – the colors strike me as “Spring”, which – like purpose – will reveal itself in time. Patience, patience …
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That’s the good thing about life – the surprises. We had a peak of Spring yesterday with milder temps, but snow is back today, sigh.
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Yes, and hopefully that purpose will always be shifting as we grow.
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Amen!
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Wise words. I would add that patience takes time to cultivate. We’re certainly not born with it!
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Isn’t that the truth!
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