Stories Collected While Living in France
If I allow myself to feel
Leaves will fall from the trees
the wind would brush them from the ground
out of reach for me to catch, too far from my sight to see
the river would swell
loosen the rocky soil
Uprooted I would fall in and glide to the sea
Sea salt tears
tangled white wave hair
Burnt skin I would wash ashore
Amongst the sea glass would you recognize me?
It’s frustrating coping with matters over which we have little or no control. This is especially such a time.
Your words deeply touch us all.
Blessings, love and prayers for us all
I may be too literal…poetry is elusive- yet I can feel this prose- I would like to think I would recognize you because although physical traits characteristics are changed with time life and health SOULS recognize each other– those that have walked the same path even if only for a while and even if across the miles never having met- a connection we can not see but forged made with shared experiences emotional exchange secrets shared or reading a blog post from the same author for well over 10 years or more – sharing what cannot be seen with the eyes I would like to think I would recognize you or anyone I have shared life with…..
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