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Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes." I always loved this Walt Whitman quote. I feel it is time for the feminine to come forth, out of the shadows, and make a stand for positive change.
Even the gentle pansies are whispering of great things to come...
The "black hawk" is now flying for peace as
our freedoms are suffering
in spite of the sacrifices.
Mother Nature still conspires to inspire and cleanse.
I have been to the mountaintop in quiet meditation
and marveled at the growing truth on the web
the skies have been foreboding, looking down in a furious disdain
the Moon is distant, yet egging us on in our mystery trip.
The cats are adamant... do not go defeated into the storm. Heads up and proud... that's the spirit!
A flower reminds me, how small yet majestic I am.
A fairy tale... her white gossamer wings sailed into the spider web... she ensnared him and flew him to his senses! A midsummer's night dream. Happy Solstice! Oh btw...
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