Looking inward I see…

Sometimes in the quiet

in the sound of dripping water

ii hear the silence

in the lavender soap dish

next to the hand towel

and wrapped in a tissue

as if it would break


upon falling to the floor

and I am sure I hear it

My ears cupped tot he wind

my eyes turned inward

and finding solace

There is a fork in the road

and I choose neither path.

What do you think?

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Written by DocAndersen

I am a long time blogger and technology poster.I focus on what is possible, but I also try to see what is coming. In recent years I have been focused on sharing the memories of my family, as part of my Family History Project.


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