Agnostic Disposition
Nonetheless Persevered
Found God Between Chapters
Composing His Life
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
no dust here
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Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
flights of fancy from New Zealand
You're never alone, if you've something to share
All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
I think I love your polemics and your poetry.
… the watercolor was sooo well chosen.. deceiving subtleties. Like to me overall, “Old Tombstone” almost seems “off key” in color, and childlike in the choice of stroke, in the grass for example. But upon inspection, I found very unique small events, like the airy depth suggested in the small lime/crimson cloud, up and left. Or the small awkward balance of the tombstone, that itself seems like “an old rock leaning forward”. Like god seems seems to me. or the cosmos. or most friends đ
the poem and picture set a spark in me I guess. Hope you enjoy this forward leaning and awkward attempt at making sense of mysteries.
â« great poem, damn.
Jim
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thanks for your thoughtful comments
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Of course Paul.
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Oh I LOVE this one–perseverance is key, I think. God bless your weekend–love, sis Caddo
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thank you Caddo
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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Another superb reflection; again profoundly well compiled.
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thanks, Mike – how’s the back?
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So much better – lifts the mood when back pain dissipates. Thanks for asking.
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I once sneezed while bending down to pick up a shoe – couldn’t straighten up for days – such pain
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This is one of my very faves of yours.
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it was the best summation of my life I could think of at the time
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