Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]
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 […]
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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