It’s never too late
To bridge the distance between
Fear and confidence
Step out of harsh light
Into the soothing coolness
Muted and serene
No dusky shadows
Warm rays filtered unhindered
Points of light fan out
Ushering your path
Across deep and choked water
To the far calm shore
Thin spiral notebook 
Beautiful photo (love, love, love it!) and words to match. Excellent. Thanks for sharing.
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it’s getting there…it’s all in the getting there, to that shore.
what beautiful prose Tara.
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Ah, a weak point of mine – the disappearing covered bridges. Very nice, thank you.
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Beautifully written! A path leading to hope.
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Lovely, lovely, lovely stuff. Well conceived and well written ‘Ku.
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