glass teardrops
twinkling of a soul’s
secret life
secret life
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3 comments:
Glass teardrops suggest to me the very fragile nature of human emotion. The possibility of healing with time and the wisdom that often comes with it is a source of hope.
Thanks for this.
Writing in Faith
the first really captivates me...they are both beautiful!
lovely photos and words, your first haiku specially - have a lovely Christmas!
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