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The Joy of Rising

Abstract wilting moments
call for complete immersion
into the essence
of life sustaining sap
where broken petals
 rise refreshed,
 anew.


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Unknown said…
stunning.

how's the ankle?
2 February 2012 at 10:40
rebecca said…
i love this and am completely inspired to rise above life's challenges one petal at a time.
xoxoxoxoxo
4 February 2012 at 16:43
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