Beautiful poems Jen. You start with that spectacular image and end with the middle way, which feels fitting. The middle way is to make oneself anew, over and over again, as the sunset does each and every day, ignoring its previous brilliance or its future potential, just shining here and now—as you are doing with your poems.
Wow these observations were complete coincidences that you notice! I just shared in the order of my linear path of making. And yes indeed, making oneself anew is a beautiful things just like each day.
Something I would like to ponder more. To be a clean slate and also full of spirit from yesterday is such a beautiful polarity too ❤️
Beautiful poems Jen. You start with that spectacular image and end with the middle way, which feels fitting. The middle way is to make oneself anew, over and over again, as the sunset does each and every day, ignoring its previous brilliance or its future potential, just shining here and now—as you are doing with your poems.
Wow these observations were complete coincidences that you notice! I just shared in the order of my linear path of making. And yes indeed, making oneself anew is a beautiful things just like each day.
Something I would like to ponder more. To be a clean slate and also full of spirit from yesterday is such a beautiful polarity too ❤️
Thank you for reading Rick!