If we could see the soulcomprehend the constructoutline each contoursip the sacredness –Would there then be peace? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
There is light in unknowns –at least I project it there –caught between the currentashen landscape and the achingsof a solitary childhood… I like to think faith guides mebut she is muted like the gardensof my dreams, more etherealthan palpable and I need concretehave waited too long for that train of certainty to carry me […]
My to-do lists have grown appendagesare teaming up in a huddleplotting their next play Wait a minute, Guys! I pleadthe afternoon sun has caught meat just the right angle,and my chair, with a mind of its own,is reclining… Can’t we save the game day anticsfor another time… (Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
Wow!
I just couldn’t agree more with you. This is very lovely 🙂
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Thank you!
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Sage advice.
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Amen!
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I LOVE this!!
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😊💕
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Amen! 🙂 ❤
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😊
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Is that the same whispering breeze that blows your hat into the road to get run over by a truck? (asking for a friend) 🦢
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Lol! You can always make me laugh. It’s more like the hair-raising ride on a stair chair.
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