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Category: Musings
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Our eogism, regardless of damage done, is ephemeral.
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Rhythmic chaos on Interdependent bodies. Time’s passing, measured.
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Rotten wood fuels steadfast network, renewal.
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Capturing details – Unobstructed amazement, I open my eyes.
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A thing’s permanence – Illusion of our senses, fleetingly dissolves.
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Reality’s truth- Illuminates the decay, but also fuels growth.
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Well meaning choices – strength and damage both gifted, time shows the intent.
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Releasing what was – A fleeting reality, existing no more. I had the occasion recently to show someone my hometown. I had described it of course, told stories of growing up there, but had not had the chance to actually drive around and have him see it. So after we had been driving…
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Carefully tended – delicate blossom outgrows its youthful garden. Having recently become an empty nester, I’ve been contemplating how, ultimately, the sign that we have done our job as parents well is that our children move away. To raise a child who is strong and independent enough to venture out into the world…
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Slow breath, in and out, Years of imbalance leave marks But not destruction.
I see...I write...I am. 