she tries to be a cartographer, etching and blurring the desultory veins of her heart until their absence is more palpable than sorrow. the branches are still not right. she lets the shavings loose on the wind. (she is not the sky; the sky is forever.)
there is no truth, we all have our own.
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19 comments:
very true, there is no such thing as truth because everyone has their own version of the same story.
you're so very talented! well done.
beautiful.
you have an astonishing gift for words, and some really wonderful images on your blog.
I'm definitely a new follower.
We accept what we believe as truth, don't we love?
I wish I knew what to say about this, but words fail me currently. This was awe-inspiring, I am utterly speechless. Your words remind me of the sky; pure and endless as far as the eye can see. I pray they remain that way for a long while.
Yours,
Norah xx
This made me shed a tear, truly. The last part is what got me: she is not the sky; the sky is forever. So unbelievably beautiful. You are most talented, dear. xxx
Your words are so true and I can relate to them oh so much. And the picture... I love it.
You've got a marvwlous blog here, dear :)
Just gorgeius dearest!
xx and hugs
Jhordyn
this is so lovely
im your new follower :)
your writing font is so difficult to read, but i still do try to read it. <3
this is truly beautiful, you have such eloquence, love. <3 thank you, so very much for your lovely comment on my blog post!
xo
my love, you are the beautiful one. i'm sorry, i have no words. <3
That was beautiful.
this is a lovely delight x.x
Casie
oh this is beautiful
simply beautiful. i understand, though i find it hard to place in words without quoting you. you took a feeling and wove it into words, that is a real talent.
xxx
You are very talented. Beautiful words!! X
I read this over and over, I read all your writing over and over I admit.
You don't know how much I love you, your soul, and your writing.
And I sent you an email.
amazing ! I really like this.
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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)