Hand outstretched –
Near empty.
But filled enough
With seeds and shards
To bury and plant.
Settling and releasing
Old life and new
In one breath.
Beginnings and endings
The same.
Dianne
11/23/2011 04:50:18 am

Beautiful, beautiful poem that really leads the reader to see what you see in the picture. Both the image and the poem reflect a sense of inner integrity and strength, despite frailty.

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