“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.” ~Anais Nin
She stood alone, watching the clouds move across the sky,
She stood alone, watching the clouds move across the sky,
Glorying in the feel of the wind in her hair, the sun on her face.
A trio of ravens flew by, their ink darkness, a contrasting punctuation in the light.
The path beyond the gate stretched ahead of her, calling her to explore.
A breath, almost a sigh, blew past her lips.
Words and thoughts crowding into her throat and stuck by the lack of someone to speak the words to.
Live a life dictated and confined by your fears and you will find you have a life that is small in scope, lacking in joy. It may be a fine life, it may even be satisfying, but it will not be large.
Our time on earth is so short, barely a moment – that to spend it locked into a small box with our fears seems to be such a sad waste.
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Photography & prose by Terry Rowe.
You can see my art work or photographs at www.terryrowe.photography, any photographs in my bog are available for purchase.
Love the photo inviting one to go exploring. A lot of truth to the words too.
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Thank you! A blessed week to you too.
DeleteI was thinking much the same thoughts this morning but not as poetically. It all started with the crazy person at the market and never wanting to be there again. Always have to watch the word never. It is such an expansive word which is so totally limiting. And it creeps up on me so silently. Thanks for validation.
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