This morning there is no place
waiting for me except where my feet take me
or where my car seems to go of its own accord.
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I guess it's just a matter of following your feet... Love the silence of the lemon stalks and the iris stalks. Another lyrical spiritual gem. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxx
I find this quite stunning. Somehow reassuring; the images of nature and all it offers accomplish that. Lost in the big wide world, or ones own little corner of it, that is ones oyster, but without a roadmap or a destination; yes, I know this feeling. It sings to me. Grand. t x