Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Saturday, July 16, 2022
July
And July is my birth month. And I have never found it quite so warm before. It is the year of 2022 and my mind is open and unknowing. And I am sat in my study, wine at the ready and music on the go, urging myself to keep things simple for a change.And the focus on the world local, is the weather. THere is fear in the prospect it appears.And my belief is that fear is for another day, a distant day, and I won't allow it to reside within me. And I need something to say, if only to myself. I need some kind of newness, in this different kind of place that is here today.
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