Thursday, February 12, 2009


Solitary walk in natures glade for healing,
traversing bridges between the surfaces of life,
the depths of the inner world revealing.

Keeping Self intact, full and nourished with all
painful moments and pleasure revisited,
creative imagination, life's prolific call.

Feeding the soul on memory and melancholy
like letters from home, gifts from the heart,
touches of gold, of silver... sacred, holy.

Recollection and reflection of family and friends,
the virtues of soul; Frankness, simplicity,
humor and wit, with life's deepest sweetness blends.

Linda McGeary
(c) 3.19.96

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