IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
One Woman's Quest II 
It’s amazing what nature can teach us.
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so true!
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I can be still when watching a bird, for sure.🙂 Actually, I don’t mind doing nothing some of the time. It’s good.
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It is good for us, Eilene!
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I came face to face with a blue heron once. It allowed me to take its photo which I painted later and is on my site. It is a beautiful bird. Your rendition is wonderful!
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Thank you. They are very striking up close
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Smart bird! Beautiful art!
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Thank you!
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Thank you, Mr. Heron for starting my day off right!
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😊💕
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Nature always has wise lessons for us
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Yes she does.
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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