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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