Words, like clouds, shift through time, space, encounters.
Wonderful. I have so enjoyed the newness of this season this year.
as long as i keep getting new seasons, i will continue to enjoy finding all things new...there is always something to find....found a new entrance to a walking path today..a new leg leading to one i was familiar with...was very cool....play on
And life begins ... anew.
There's always hope.
The cycle continues. That's what makes nature the beauty it is. Many thanks, lovely poem.Greetings from London.
How fortunate we are to play anew in the sands of hope.