Without purpose, time eternal, I wander aimlessly through the wilderness.
I am numb with the barren wasteland which envelopes me.
Slowly,
atrophically,
joy of life slips away until,
I am still.
It is here my eyes,
like windows opaque,
become clear and I find you.
You are the whispers in the wind,
the song from every bird,
the lush neo-green-newness that awakens in a burgeoning leaf.
YOU ARE LOVE
Despite a broken hold,
the open boat
… vitality, desire, passion …
instinctively nuzzles twixt the gentle haven of green growing rushes,
whilst serene blue waters lap longingly at its sides
like a lover.
With a strong, caring hand, it will return to the river of belief.
LIVING is an Art

Pebbles
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