Windwalker
Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.
~~ Henry David Thoreau
About Me
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- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
4 comments:
Ah love,
What a perfect marriage of picture and words, and you know, of course, of my love for Thoreau.
This one is a real favorite, yet I think it falls short of your original words.
So I say very sincerely with Thoreau's words as well, "There is no remedy for love but to love more."
And I do love you more. Smiling here...cause it's true.
A path, wrapped
in the warm
colors, garnet
rust, flame ~~ step in
into the summing up
at the first turn,
watch trees
witness,
Woods' guardian
soft season
time of remembering
the sweet sursuring
of the leaves
underfoot,
magic carpet, singing
~~~~~~~~~~~~
More love, indeed. . . .
Ah. . .perfection!
Even more and even more. . . .
♥
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