Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]
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Dove’s mournful cryspotlights Nature’s calling –Let us find a harmonic notesing along for conservation,for preservation, for a strongtomorrow – find our voicesand join the chorus. (Image my own)
So true! BTW, the shades of pink made me think of Elle Woods who is ALWAYS about possibilities! lol
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Lol!
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🙂
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This is so beautiful and hopeful, from artwork to poem!
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Thanks 😊
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It’s a lovely thought and image, V.J. Alas, at times it’s hard to dream and invent wings.
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Wonderfully uplifting!
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Oh, yeah! Thanks Eugi
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Most welcome!
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Beautiful! And the longer I live, the more I recognize adversity as a friend when it shows up instead of after the fact in hindsight. Always so much easier when I see it going in!
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That’s so true. Thanks.
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An uplifting affirmation for a dreary Wednesday morning. Thank you!
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😊
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Very inspiring!
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Thanks Heather!
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You’re welcome.
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Beautifully said
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😊 🙏
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