When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
Isolated and incapacitatedI am prohibited from partakingof the influx of information incessantly presented consequently cut offfrom prescribed expectationsdictating costuming and culture external expressions of acceptanceare sorely missing, suggestingan overall lack of self-worth. Interestingly inverse to such conclusionsis the sudden contentment that arisesfrom escaping the mayhem Internal relief overrides dictated performancesurrendering willingly to intrinsic motivationand renewed […]
Gibran’s The Prophet was a favorite of mine when I was young, and still is. So much wisdom there.
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Indeed.
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Profound layers of wisdom.
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So true, Eugi
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It takes a lot of living to reach that level of understanding and acceptance.
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It sure does!
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The words sing and dance as well. (K)
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They do!
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Wow – incredible. Isn’t it funny the tidbits we store until we’ve lived enough life to understand?
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Absolutely. Well said, Wynne.
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Such depth in this verse. Lovely share
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❤️
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What a profound verse.
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