Friday, April 23, 2021

Nothing But Light

                                                    
                      ... from the meadow to the fence line / I follow the faint trace of our old path                
     
                      ... in place of your absence / nothing but light




Photograph by Alvar Astulez

6 comments:

  1. Sounds to me like a positive shift with that absence--LOL! I have had a few of those. ;)

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    1. Sometimes, the absence is a good thing. And sometimes, their light is still present and that's a good thing. :))

      Thanks so much for reading and commenting, Rita. :)

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  2. Beautiful photo and poem. Sometimes I take that walk along the fenceline as a member of its missing details. Other times, it approaches me. If it contains too much for me to feel, I turn around and let it carry me.

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    1. Thank you, so much, Geo., for your beautiful comment. It's good to see you again.

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