Time stands still once more in the wake of change
in the midst of flowers touching the surface even as they
lie in the earth breaching, yearning to breathe the air
Feel the trembling leaves vibrate a rustling leaf song
layers of green penetrating the sky, never the clouds
puzzle pieces form a life yawning wide, incomplete
Each puzzle piece has unto its own another puzzle
the frantic search to be free, taking flight with wings
untethered as an eagle gliding on air currents
Sees the world with the clarity of vision, of knowing
freedom is fragile, beyond the grasp of recognition
a fleeting memory held within as in a vague dream
Ā© ReneĆ© Espriu
Image Is My Own Digitally Altered
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Indeed freedom is fragile, and yet it is held within our grasp to make it tangible .. Lovely poem Renee.. And artwork.. ā¤ Sending love xx ā¤
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You are always so kind. Now the sun is beginning to shine some days, I am hoping to post more of my writing….and digitized art made from photos. I will be following your allotment gardening as well, which always brings me joy. Hugs to you!
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Thank you Renee, I am pleased you are writing and creating again, even if its just your digital artwork… Sending LOVE for a Sunny weekend xx ā¤
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A perfect spring poem Renee, to celebrate the birth of life in this season.
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