Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

talk about this or that

We talk about this or that.  There is no rest
except on these branching moments. - Rumi


Do I write about this? Or do I write about that? So many option, too many options. I find that when I'm doing seasonal series I turn to poetry to express the beauty in my photos. Perhaps it is that poetry can express the moments better than I can. In the end the only thing that matters is that my mind is engaged again with the poetry I love, word meanings that change with each phase of my life. Timeless truths with the time to relearn these truths again. A fleeting glimpse at Spring. A glimpse into the fleeting moments of my life.


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