distant vista, blue mountain cold
frozen pond, ice reflects loneliness
Heart desires the coming spring.
Every season of my life has taught me something I keep.
I never made a poem, dear friend-- I never sat me down, and said, This cunning brain and patient hand Shall fashion something to be read. Men often came to me, and prayed I should indite a…
I let go of the day's weight before I sleep.
The autumn-time has come; On woods that dream of bloom, And over purpling vines, The low sun fainter shines.
I never made a poem, dear friend-- I never sat me down, and said, This cunning brain and patient hand Shall fashion something to be read. Men often came to me, and prayed I should indite a…
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancin…
Notice the urge to check your phone, and surf it for one minute. Urges crest and fall like waves.
Say no to one thing this week that drains you. A boundary is self-care with a spine.
I speak to myself with respect.
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