New Zealand, May 2018, sunset, Canon, ©Sylvie G
I guess it is time to go in search of
the slow stories down the stairs of
my consciousness hiding the words
I do not want to hear, the words I
have not learnt in the
well organised routine of my days until
a cough gave up completing the tasks
on my list, my long list (so that I forget)
5 réflexions sur « In my consciousness’s staircase »
What a photo! Goodness. And I love the poem. Yes. I’m right with you there.
The cold was inspiring !
Belle photo. Red Roll.
Et beaux mots en partage.
Merci Caroline .