Saturday, July 16, 2022

We

 We cling on to the enormity of every little progress 

We revel in the joy of that progress, praying  it is more than wishful thinking. 

We quietly crumble when the other way things turn

Standing at the doorstep. A portal of fear and cautious hope. 

We 

Then at night we shut the light, awash in the waters sometimes turbulent but with love overflow 



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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.