Sitting On The Rim

I brought a nasty bug home with me from my short visit with the kids. 


I appear to be on the mend. 
If each day falls
inside each night,
there exists a well
where clarity is imprisoned.
We need to sit on the rim
of the well of darkness
and fish for fallen light
with patience.
Pablo Neruda


  1. Thank you Mary Moon! You know.
    Angella, it isn't my photo but it fit and I could find no link to it's origin. I cannot resist red shoes.
    Thank you.


  2. I'm breathless from all of it — the photo/collage (is it Tearful's creation or yours?), the Neruda poem, etc. And I'm so sorry that you're sick. I hope that you're feeling better this evening.


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