Thanks for highlighting that dear Rocky. One of the best things about going to the beach is the magic of ebb and flow which is quite handier to explore in terms of cycles and seasons that enriches our grasp of life and love and interconnectedness.
This stunning metaphor for love captured in water, its properties, its incredible power and moods, fit so aptly bodies that are in and of themselves 97% water, for without love and water we simply would not exist. Beautiful write!
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Agghh, please no, not snow in May!!! lol.
Poetic snow this time around, rest assured orchi.
I love how you intertwined the passage of love with the water cycle. Such an apt metaphor. Precipitation. Evaporation. Splendid.
Thanks for highlighting that dear Rocky. One of the best things about going to the beach is the magic of ebb and flow which is quite handier to explore in terms of cycles and seasons that enriches our grasp of life and love and interconnectedness.
remind me never again to put all my eggs in the same basket with the weather being as fickle as it is around these here parts .. 🐧
and yet we somehow always forget.. çe la vie
This stunning metaphor for love captured in water, its properties, its incredible power and moods, fit so aptly bodies that are in and of themselves 97% water, for without love and water we simply would not exist. Beautiful write!
Thanks Bella. That just works together quite seamlessly.
Lovely writing 🙂
Thanks kindly, VB.
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