The stillness of a summer’s day, a good time to reflect.
I chase dreamsnever daring to risebeyond the water line keeping to the reedsand shoreline of familiarityafraid of being shot down Afraid that dreams aren’t mineto claim, that I am damneddoubled cursed as womanand child of sin I will fall oftendrown in pools of stagnationtill one day these wings A mind of their ownwill lift me […]
One Woman's Quest II 
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Very lovely, VJ, and so true.
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Thank you, Eugi!
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Most welcome, VJ.
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It’s lovely, VJ. It’s true.
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Thank you, Miriam
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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“the magic of color to unleash the unknowable” – so good!
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Thanks wynne
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Oh…the power of brushstrokes. I think my mom understood and it’s why she painted. Thank you, VJ. 💕
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I’m sure she did – so much is expressed in colour that could not be said otherwise.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Sadje
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You’re welcome
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I love this! It’s perfect.
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😊🙏
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