That’s fair. “All” can be a big word when it comes attached to disappearance. Yielding to impermanence can feel either clarifying or unsettling for sure.

Thank you so much for sharing, Bodhi Boo! 🙏🏼

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Thank you so much for sharing, Natty! 🙏🏼 🌅

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Thank you! 🙏🏼

Thank you, Natty!

Thank you so much for sharing, Natty! 🙏🏼 ☀️

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Thank you so much for sharing, Natty! 🙏🏼

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Thank you so much for sharing, Paullus! 🌟

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Thank you so much for sharing, Paullus! ☀️

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Thank you so much for sharing, Paullus! 🙏🏼

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Thank you so much for sharing, Michael!

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Thank you so much for sharing, Yoges and Reading Raindoe!

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My white dog walking me on a path through the woods this morning. Sunlight streaming through the trees.

White Dog Komorebi

old path

black earth

she
reads
what has already
passed

I follow

not knowing
is sometimes
the road

#poetry

Thank you so much. 🙏🏼💕 There is much meaning to be found there, it can be overwhelming. It’s not difficult to find Civil War bullets or even British cannonballs from the Revolution. Sometimes I try to see the river through a soldier’s eyes, but more recently as a place of tranquility and continuance.

Late afternoon sun on the Appomattox River. Seen through branches, the sun glistening on the water.

the river below

and the light

coming apart

in the branches

for a while

that was enough

I did not need

to understand it

only to be there

while the day

gave itself back

to shadow

and the water

went on

#poetry #Appomattox

Thank you so much for sharing, 📖🌈🦌!

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Photograph of a winter field with trees in the far distance on the horizon and a hazy sky

nothing dramatic

only quiet

growing wider

only sky
thinning around its own frame

only self

for a few minutes

becoming

too slight a thing

to keep interrupting

#poetry

Thank you so much for sharing, Edward! 🙏🏼

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Very true. In time. all will return. I drove past this house a few days ago, turning back as soon as I could to get the photo. When I see a ruin, I often think about who was it that lived there and what was their life like?

Thank you so much for sharing, Kris! 🙏🏼

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Thank you!

Thank you so much for sharing, Athena! 🙏🏼💛

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Thank you so much for s, Karima, Ian, and Reading Raindoe! 🙏🏼💙

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I’ve stopped writing as many longer pieces than I used to for just that reason. As people scroll, they just don’t take the time to read them. I try to make a point of reading the longer pieces because they can be some of the best.

This has a beautiful, old-world romantic ❤️ feel to it, Mischa. Sensual and ethereal imagery, and I like how the dream vision becomes both a blessing and a loss. Very heartfelt and dramatic in a good way! 👏👏💕

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Late afternoon on the Appomattox River. Sun through the trees on the shore casting shadows.

hours
that do not speak

the world
on the verge

the river
below sight

the thought
below thought

something in me
going there

#poetry

Thank you so much, Evie! 🙏🏼💛