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Wednesday, December 4, 2024

Faint Echoes

Up-ending what we 

have for what might 


be, shakes the ground 

But if we don’t search 


farther for the truth of life, 

we’ll forever sit at the kitchen 


table with the beverage of 

our choice telling ourselves 


stories of what could have 

been. Hope, an echo, grows 


faint unless we balance 

‘could have been’ with 


our dreams, giving them 

a place to live and breath.


“If I cease searching, then, woe is me, I am lost. That is how 

I look at it ~ keep going, keep going come what may.”

~ Vincent van Gogh

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