as distances lay immeasurable
as silence sounds deafening
turn down the noise
that muffles the feel
our hearts beating
wishing it different
but the pulse is off
paths remain uncharted
is your fear
in turning the page
or reading
what has been written
take hold of the pen
alone together
we author our tomorrow
we will not disappear
where strength allows
sow your seeds
time will make wine
from these tears
set hope within your palm
let it flow through
no grand farewells
are needed now
Diamond Hill Vineyards – Cumberland RI
courtesy Stephen Rogers
#isolation
#lookinginyourwindow
Read more of prikcab (Ian Perlman) at http://www.lookinginyourwindow.com
‘we author our tomorrow’ is my new mantra.
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Yes
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Excellent!
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Superbly positive Ian, and a strong for us writers to keep having a say…….
“where strength allows
sow your seeds
time will make wine
from these tears”
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Thanks Ivor
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I feel so centered after reading this. Thank you for acknowledging so much of what’s going on with our lives in such a simply profound manner.
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Thank you so much for the comment. I am glad it had a positive effect on you.
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