
Photo: D. Freedman
In between the wish for more
And need for less
She paused to let the breeze pass
Through
And transform her
From the rushing steps that never seem to
Gain foothold
On life,
To the tranquility of what is
Yet
to be left
Behind.
For the dVerse poetry quadrille challenge: tranquility
Very good poem! Love the line….
the rushing steps that never seem to
Gain foothold
On life,
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Thank you, Roth!
We rush rush rush, don’t we? Then there are the waves, rushing into the sand only to linger, slow, retreat … 🙂
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The story of life!
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Very much so! 🙂
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So very true!
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Thank you Kanzen! May there be tranquility. 🙂
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A beautiful outlook on life.
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Thank you, Lilian.
Process, not destination … 😉
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I felt tranquil looking at the photo and after reading your poem, Na’ama. It looked and felt like things falling into place.
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Amen to that! May it be so for all!
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Mmm, to be mused upon 🙂
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Muses are good … 😉
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Indeed… 🙂
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🙂
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So often less is more…
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Indeed indeed! 🙂
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A stunning poem, with a powerful message.
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Thank you for this generous feedback! 🙂
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Yes!
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🙂 Me glad you agree! 🙂
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