Exile

reconciled fiercely loving shouldering trees

same sky different

skin

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abstract 6

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  1. “Poems are never finished – just abandoned” a good piece, poem or painting perhaps, is a song we can sing again and again, abandon and re-discover…

    I saw the oven…but thought of other things…bread and sustenance…not meaning to lessen the gravity…(it was ignorance and density on my part)…but perhaps still I might leaven things a little with the light I see in this…many, many layers…

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  2. Beautifully expressed ! Perhaps we’re all searching for the “bread and sustenance” if we are able to acknowledge “carrying the weight of own suffering” with lightness. A karma… an ongoing layered pathway of compassionate relationship. Thank you, my gravity friend for this beautiful circle of thought.

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