angels

an angel above Paris

then, now…….for always

a silent omnipresence

sight of grace rings hope

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a reverie

~

my

heart

dances

to the rhapsody

of

your

dreams

~

cognitive couching

the cliche states ~

“Dream big or go home.”

I disagree.

I say ~

“Even the tiniest of dreams

is

a reason to stay.”

a coda of lights!

~

this

is

the last dance

of

the last act

before

the final curtain call

of

the season.

it has been quite a run of glowing performances

but

it is now time

to bid adieu,

pack up the costumes and the sets

until

we return

again next year.

~

Please,

do not be sad

~ ~ ~

miracles await us!

~

Hanukkah 2003…

~

December 23, 2014

~

i look…i see

*

when

i look

into your beautiful blue eyes,

i see

the promise of a life

worth living

&

what

a wonderful life

it will be

*

*

*

can you ~

~ ~ ~

can you feel

the rhythm

of

my heart

~ ~ ~

this heart,

which holds you very close

~ ~ ~

this heart,

which will never,

ever

let

you

go

~ ~ ~

~ ~ ~ ∞ ~ ~ ~

wee words wednesday – the golden path

…

allow

the

golden sky

to

guide

you

through

a peaceful

night

…

the setting sun…

…

take my hand…

ς

please take my hand

let us go for a stroll

along a very narrow path ~

a path which leads to a faraway place,

where my dreams were born to dance.

~

it is a quiet place,

barely room for two

and

it isn’t very bright ~

with a few cobwebs here,

a lot of dust over there

and

in desperate need of light.

~

there was a time when this place saw

nothing

but

that of wishes,

hopes

and

dreams ~

then along came death, sadness and pain

with the worst of it all, being fear.

~

time and again,

i have walked this path ~

to pay a visit to this place

but

i lost the desire to stay for long

and

after a while, simply lost my way.

~

i still do believe this place exists

though

it may not be clear to me

and

i want so much to walk this path ~

to dance ~ to dream ~ to breathe

~

so

~

if you could spare a minute,

an hour

or

two

i would be honored to hold your hand ~

because

with you

i believe

this path can be found ~

~ rediscovering love ~

the beauty of living life’s dance.

ς

Des Plaines River Trail Libertyville, IL

ς

perchance

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spirit from another world

drowning in obscurity

reaching for the sky above

may a heart grab hold?

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photographer – Jordan

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a tidbit:  Ever since I laid eyes on this photograph, I have been mesmerized.  Each time I look at it, I see something different – all so beautiful and unique.   I do, however, see one commonality and that would be…loneliness. 

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topsy-turvy

…

…

life can be untidy

endlessly plodding through mire

looking beyond our adversity

reaching for desired clarity

…

photographer – my son

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