You say you search for your treasure
you'll find it, my love,
in a single white feather . . .
Riette
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"Man loves company - even if it is only that of a small burning candle." Georg C. Lichtenberg
Candles in the wind
"Man loves company - even if it is only that of a small burning candle." Georg C. Lichtenberg
Who am I . . . .
I am nobody
The words and the music speak
Not me . . .
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11 comments:
Very creative. I enjoyed this a lot Thanks.
All the best, Boonie
So delicate!
Thank you Boonie and Meri. Yes, it is very delicate .. .and soft . .. like a precious treasure
Lovely, soft photo and sentiment.
Very beautiful words and photo.
This is so beautiful and soft, like its inspiration. Thank you for sharing it.
Happy Friday !
This resonates with me very much. It speaks of the delicate fragility of what we treasure and, and at times try to battle with time to keep. I remember a Native American friend of mine who used to tell me that when he was having a bad day, if he just saw a hawk or an eagle feather fall from the sky, he knew everything was going to be well. I think I understand him now. Lovely post.
xo,
Noelle
Beautiful prose...
it has been a long day,
here, now....
you have washed me pure white and lifted my heart to
weightless.
Inspired by your words and photo, I took a different approach:
Reminder to self:
do not try to fly
with only one feather.
Haiku My Heart…Coyote
Lovely and inspirational. :)
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