benign meanderings

What I need is the dandelion in the spring.

The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction.

The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses.

That it can be good again.

~Suzanne Collins

I can always reconnect to green….

inquiry for today~ find your whispering spaces today….

where daffodils shine

I heard a whisper

Coming from the trees

And, in that moment

I was gone

Gone away

To return, to where I’d come from

~Athey Thompson

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