Friday, January 17, 2020

Recline in the Mist

A world gone crazy, recline in the mist
Give your weary soul a place to rest
Lean back into soft pillowy air
Breathe in, breathe out, without a care.

In the dripping mist are possibilities
Solace, suggestions, defining moments
Vistas, visions, future intentions
Some lost, some acted upon, most not
Still and all, go forth, recline in the mist.

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    1. Hi Barbara, thanks, sometimes I just have to take solace in what nature provides me.

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    1. Hi Sue, thanks, I keep hopeful some of the time in moments like this.

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  3. "without a care..." Is that possible?

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    1. Hi Rian, thanks, not sure it is possible at my ripe old age when I have found that being old is much harder than being young but sometimes I am hopeful.

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  4. Lovely, Linda....

    I'm reclining in the mist this morning...not outside, of course...but it is misty outside a leftover from beautiful heavy rain we received overnight through until about an hour ago. Wonderful! Wonderful! :)

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    1. Hi Lee, thanks, we have to take the moments we are giving when we can and relish them as best we can.

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  5. That is a beautiful photo and equally beautiful poem Linda, love it!

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    1. Hi Denise, thanks, the mist hangs over a creek over that across the valley from our home and it dissipates quickly but is wonderful when it lays gently at the base of the hill.

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  6. Love the poem and what a beautiful outlook!

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  7. Hi Nastya, thanks, and welcome, I am glad you are enjoying my blog; I will surely visit yours.

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  8. Hi Unknown, thanks, I have to continue to encourage myself to be focused on the positive to keep from going the other way.

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  9. A lovely poem to go with this beautiful photo.

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