reconciled fiercely loving shouldering trees
same sky different
skin
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reconciled fiercely loving shouldering trees
same sky different
skin
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Poetry of Light 
at some point
we all touch
different parts
of our sky
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once bitten
twice shy
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Skins of words and
skins of light and color…
gorgeous…reminiscent of so much…your image?
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…I presume…
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Not at all…the image….same as with the poetry and words, I wail away with painting color/shapes … my body awareness keenly more attuned. Insight has so many layers, so many different dimensions. Settling too soon short changes the fullness of how many ways I’ve gone over the same territory. I just keep digging dropping into layer upon layer. Old souls every one of us.
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This one was a tough one for me. Genocide is a lasting impression.
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“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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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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🙂
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Gorgeous, both, the words and the artwork.
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Thank you Deborah. I was just talking about this piece and its genesis this morning with friends. So happy to share it with you.
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