Hope the psyche’s mortal axis tilting worldview into a glass half full. Fall’s anvils: wind, thunder, rain chisel facets in memory’s diamonds from the broken places shored up by a vision of the promise of life — in the sacrifice of falling leaves. * For Reena’s Xploration #401 – Where this week Reena’s shares two photos as […]
Tilting – A Poem in Free Verse —Reena’s Xploration #401
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