That empty bench…

The saddest scene for me has always been the abandoned park bench.It echoes with profound intensity the pervasive isolation that too many experience, but too few reveal.There is a shame that is carried upon the broken wings of abandonment that anchors us in that space between wanting to create beauty in this world, while believing…

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Elusive peace…

Peace...that elusive mist that needs to enshroud everything.Its absence creates the need to change the circumstances of our lives, so that we leave no space for nothing, needing every space to be filled with something. Some look to fill those spaces with trinkets and tokens.Others look to fill it with purposeful endeavours.But central to both,…

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