Thursday, March 20, 2014

Along the River


                                          ... beneath a strange tenderness / a rabbit stilled

                     ... lynx in blue snow

                                                                                  ... along the river / ghosts of forget me nots





Photograph: forestcarnivores.org/lynx/research/delineating_distributions.php
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5 comments:

  1. Nancy/BLissed-Out GrandmaMarch 20, 2014 at 1:03 PM

    This, coupled with your story about it, is wonderful. I love your sense of having the universe bring what you need. I keep forgetting to be intentional, although maybe it's more about being conscious and aware of one's needs and also of what comes along. That's a wordy way of saying "Wonderful" and "Thanks."

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    1. Teresa EvangelineMarch 20, 2014 at 3:56 PM

      I do think it's about becoming more conscious and aware. Wonderful things are happening all around us. We just have to open our eyes. It's amazing what we start to notice ... Thanks, Nancy.

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  2. Linda StarrMarch 21, 2014 at 2:49 AM

    beautiful

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  3. AnonymousMarch 21, 2014 at 12:04 PM

    Enjoyed your story, photo, and poem. I too would feel grateful for the experience.

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