hills of history
steeped in aesthetic fine arts
nurture the spirit
hills of history
steeped in aesthetic fine arts
nurture the spirit
Writer Lynne Sargent
Poetry Puttering by Pax & Company
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
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...
rejuvenatement - not retirement
Beautiful. 🙂
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thanks kindly, celestine
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That has the hint of a Lenzi speaking of home. 🙂
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ah yes – I do have the Lenzi line traced back to 1400s Florence
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I think I lived next door (I wish)
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beautiful Tuscany
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indeed it is
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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