Do We Remember

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feng shue

basket weaver

omen observer

scribe

tapestries

patterns

within

throughout

its written and being written and translated and retold then established as truth then established as fiction then  repurposed.

its said and unsaid.

warmth

the ground is always there
the way
the weight 
the wait

the way, the path, the journey, forward.

the weight, is carried. wisdom and wounds, the baggage but also the tools you bring. 

the wait, till the end of life, the present, the beauty of transience. it passes. it always is.

the ground is always there. the destination is the journey is the destination. take detours to see a creek. the path remains. 

safe travels.





Do We Remember

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