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How does time spiral on itself
Even as it unfolds to expand
Outwards?
How do the faces that your mind recalls
Rekindle scenes that take you
Backwards?
And how do those refill your hand
With all of what you’re working
Towards?
Maybe it is all as it should
As long as tender hearts reflect their kindness
Onwards.
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It is strange how our minds remembers faces. Sometimes in meditation faces pop into my mind that I can find no context for. Who are they? Faces I saw once in a crowd?
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Indeed so strange! Brains and minds are fascinating! As someone who has some difficulty keeping names woven to their respective faces, I’m almost always choosing to just confess that I KNOW that I know them, just have no clue how … I can only imagine the jigsaw puzzle pieces in my early memories, faces floating bereft of names all along memory lane. …
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Yes, I can’ t remember names. You write beautifully – faces bereft of names is a great way of putting it.
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Thank you Suzanne! 🙂 Have a lovely!
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Beautifully expressed … interesting take on the Share Your World.
Isadora 😎
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Thank you, Isadora, my mind sure likes to travel into odd associations sometimes. 🙂 I figure, let it go and let it flow, eh? 🙂
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