She tumbled, unprepared, into a hectic and hard-edged life in the sprawling city, where she never seemed to move on from being an overwhelmed wide-eyed stranger.
It took years for her to realize that she could look back on her roots from the other side, that she could follow their crooked pathways with a slow and curious finger to ease the restless squirrelling acrobatics of what her heart needed to know.
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This post was inspired by the Monday Mural photo at poefusion.blogspot.com
Thanks to Michelle for finding another interesting shot.
5 comments:
Ah, reconciling the heart is always a difficult job.
Enjoyed this.
My monday mural is up.
This resonates DEEP....
Growing older does help one see things from a different perspective allowing the heart to become restful. Well done. Have a nice day.
Thanks, all. The shot that inspired this piece still resonates as well.
Ah, the wisdom that comes with age,
at least for some of us. As always
I like your gentle writing.
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