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She puts down her books & thoughts as she refurbishes her furniture. All this thinking serves for what? The sun’s cloak wraps its rays around her pale skin– all the while, she cleans every spot on the chair. Circular motions. Nothing matters. Short burst of ideas. Blanks out those dark thoughts. Catch that spot, the little spec. What a fuss! She’s in trance, and she’s painting now–focuses on the vertical & horizontal strokes. Up, down. Up, down. Side to side wondering where’s her mind is lately. It’s okay. Up and down. Up and down. Side to side. Rebuilding oneself. Anew does exist. Up and down. Up and down. Side to side. His mercies are new every day. Up, down. Up down. Side to side.
- Photo by Federica Campanaro on Unsplash
- Photo by Allec Gomes on Unsplash