Sometimes the weight on one's shoulders can be overwhelming. It comes from many things; life's obstacles, grief, loneliness. Completing chapter four of Dark December has been this weight for me. It sapped the energy from me. Enlarged the deep hole in my heart. Even now, as it sits complete, I am weeping. For so many reasons.
I fought this one hard. There were times when I could not face the dragon. Someone stepped in who knew my pain, took it from me, virtually wiped my tears, and found ways to bring light back to me. Thank you. It was no small thing you did.
I am drained. This one was long. It was a challenge to photograph. I hope it does not disappoint.

I cannot come up with a wish large enough.
ReplyDeleteAt least moonlight and rain.
You write with beauty underfoot and in the air. Always perfect and with wings.