Do not despair the
fallen tree, for in its wake
a flower may bloom.
***
In the dawn's soft light,
anything is possible.
Revelation; peace.
***
Through an open door,
the world moves on; and does still
once the door is shut.
***
Helping me be a zen mama:
3 talk to me:
beautiful...just what I needed today.
where did your babies go?
Omg, your kids are not just "alright," they're GORJ! :)
...so is your poetry. Lovely.... xo!
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