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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

January Days

on January 6, 2022
I wake up to dreary skies
And breakfast to sun beams 
Who knows what the hours may bring
Time's a bumpy ride

One thing I do know
Love and joy survive
Healing balm to soothe our wounds
This road may surprise 


6 responses to “January Days

  1. Dale says:

    Lovely words, beautifully put, Ina.

  2. ‘Time’s a bumpy ride.’ That’s a mouthful

  3. A lovely description of life’s up and downs Ina.

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