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In response to Crispina Kemp’s photo prompt: https://wp.me/p2SxtL-aSI
The Place Between Thoughts
There are places that do not ask questions.
They do not care who you were yesterday,or whether your heart arrived heavy.
This pond keeps no records.
It simply holds the sky with such stillness that even the trees lean closer to see themselves clearly.
I sat there longer than intended,
listening to leaves translate the wind.
Somewhere beneath the green reflection,small fish stitched silver threads through the water,invisible until the light touched them.
That is healing. Not becoming someone new— but remembering you were never truly broken.
Just disturbed for a while,like water after rain.
And eventually,even that settles.
© Maggie – The Afterlove Voice 💜
With love
— Maggie The Afterlove Voice 💫
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