Veined Leaf
all the little
pathways
in a leaf!
reminds me
of forgotten
choices made,
flowing with
the stream,
flowing with
the go...
then thinking
about times
and places
now inaccessible
for us, there is
no swimming
upstream, into
the mouldy past.
it seems time flows
one way only.
we cannot return,
to repair
havoc we have
sometimes wreaked.
Veined Leaf
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Murray Robertson (photography & poems) 
Havoc we have wrecked, caused a giggle, wickedly fun, I’m always in awe of some of your lines set in serious poetry, which you twist to make us laugh.
(we cannot return,
to repair
havoc we have
sometimes wreaked.)
This in itself is a method and a way of looking at the irreparable and the mouldy past, light will come. Cover it with your healing breath, words in prayer.
This is what I do when I look at certain parts of our earth, turn my helplessness into prayer, spread the grace.
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Oh it’s wreaked….Oh my eyes…..I’m due for a tested, on the other hand I do see quite often a different word inn a word.
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Thank you Abby!
Often, our eyes fail as we age.
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profound message put across pithily….
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How very lovely. Isn’t it amazing the way that we can evoke profound truths philosophical and otherwise, from anything that we contemplate.
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Thank you d.a.!
Every day is wonderful. So much of what we see is amazing. Sometimes, I think, we need to go back to the mentality of a 2 year old child. Everything is exciting and wonderful.
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You’re very welcome indeed ❤
So very true. There must be a way to train ourselves…
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