These rolling hills of the sensuous and the sorrow,
this slippery slope,
my feet are having trouble
keeping everything on course.
I try meandering,
on words
~ like plenteous ~
Yet as this sensuous sadness takes ahold,
I go to sleep hopeful,
and awake early
refreshed.
Every day.
Through tears atleast
you know that you are alive.
In grief at birth,
as at death.
The photograph is amazing and it really fits the theme ‘Forward’ – I can see myself as a little girl running down that road and everything is blurry because I run so fast…
Thank you. :) That’s what I was going for. That’s how this hill felt even in a car…it was FUN. You know, this is a photo of the little town a well known Canadian Painter grew up in, Tom Thomson, it’s Leith, Ontario. I’ll post the original on my PaulaB site later today. What you don’t see in this shot, cause it distracted, is that you are actually looking out onto Georgian Bay.
Lovely! I collect fortunes too :)
Good to know I’m not the only one :)