How a single ray of light
slips through a thicket
setting a leafy row ablaze,

How the kingfisher’s trill
echoes off the silken waters,

How our love remains despite
the ills that pursue us –

Glorious mystery.

(Image from personal collection.)

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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