Sometimes we have shadows. They help us stay cool or they lead to the light.

Sometimes we have shadows. They sit in our hearts or they lead to the night.
Sometimes we have shadows. They help us stay cool or they lead to the light.

Sometimes we have shadows. They sit in our hearts or they lead to the night.
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Lovely, Lynette.
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Thank you very much. 🙂
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I love the mystery of shadows and photos of shadows. Good interpretation. Allan
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Thank you. 🙂 It’s a shadow-picture of one of our very prolific pine trees – the ground is so dry though.
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Nice metaphoric prose.
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Thank you very much. 🙂
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Perfect.
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Thank you Nelson. 🙂 It’s a shadow photo of one of the pines on the KVR trail, but you can see how dry the ground is.
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It’s brutally dry and some fools are still lighting campfires.
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Yes – completely selfish behaviour.
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Are you familiar with The Twilight Zone tv series?
This poem would have formed the basis for a good episode.
Neil
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Wow – thank you! What a great compliment. 🙂
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Wonderful imagery!
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Thank you very much. 🙂
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Beautiful and though-provoking. Thanks for posting!
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Thank you very much. 🙂
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very well said Lynette! ….. sometimes a soul remains in the darkness & so becomes lost.
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Thank you. 🙂 Yes, that’s very true.
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