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Abandoned Voices

Posted on by Jeanne

Abandoned Voices #2
I can’t keep the magic
happening
while the sky peels
back the gray.
Instead, I make an appointment
to speak to Dr. Such
and so the moment
melts away.

Same scene. Second glance. A vision that keeps turning my head. To walk the valley is difficult. To rise above circumstances, a feat.

The answers to life are buried deep inside each of us. It is the voices we tend to hear that promise love or hope or gifts that steer us off course. We tremble at conflict and derision and loss.

What magic do you hold inside that keeps you moving toward a goal? And when do you become an enemy to prized dreams and visions? What setbacks or traps have you allowed to sabotage your destination?

The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.

W.B. Yeats

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13 thoughts on “Abandoned Voices”

    1. I am trying to dig deeper… you too? I dont think there is a secret to be found. Rather finding the gentle floating of a petal on a cool pond come summer. Still wondering and searching myself. Thank you for pondering with me… 😘❤️🎶

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