When I read poetry, a stillness comes over me, like I was always meant to be in this place.
When I share my life with other people, it happens the same way, a kind of calmness that helps me know this is where I'm meant to be.
Living together is not perfect, it's organic, it grows just as a tree does, jumbled but majestic, just as poetry describes life with words that are at the same time confused but serene.
When I share my life with other people, it happens the same way, a kind of calmness that helps me know this is where I'm meant to be.
Living together is not perfect, it's organic, it grows just as a tree does, jumbled but majestic, just as poetry describes life with words that are at the same time confused but serene.
I so love your posts. Glad you've taken up your virtual pen again...
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