that's it, the power of expression, from quiescent to explosive... ecstasy as you describe. Great capture, Pris!
your handholding minea miracleloved your haiku, Pris - I know how hard you struggle to keep creating!
Thanks, Ed. And thanks for your friendship always.G, your comment brought tears since right now everything seems a struggle. I love your haiku, too, my dear friend.
In spaces and timesbetween words,silent folds that speakyour name.
That says a lot!Judy
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