Only to be reminded that an other's decision, however devastating it is to me at the time, and even with accompanying empathy, is really not my problem at all.
Simply behold the abundance of blossoming flowers supporting the ecstasy of being alive.
From the grey bleak bench, the support is untold.
And is the bench upon which I sit facing the future??
Oh, yes, indeedy.
From the present, surrounded and supported by pink clouds of blossoms in full bloom, the journey continues into unknown bliss.
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| From Andree Samuel |
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