Promise
all lines lead inward florescence of gratitude summation of strength for the other half of soul i will not falter in aim . © M.G. Iannucci 2017
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Gracious
the true hue of any bloom is undetectable to a conditioned view . transformation begins in the heart . Photo: The tiny blossom of Wood Sorrel in my “lawn”. They have a lemon taste, and their yellow color is the light that they do not absorb. © M.G. Iannucci 2017
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work with the soul persists despite conditions . Photo: Japanese Mayflower in my garden Weeds are unappreciated wonders. © M.G. Iannucci 2017
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one fractal among the many seeking nourishment, a collective motion curls the fronds. yet a few cells positioned strategically along the stem, create a gentle motion, a slow symphony of synergy bringing all wholly into the light. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017
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what i am determined to see, shapes me, as drops of rain carve hollows in sand and kiss breathless petals. . what tides have i allowed to sculpt my inner tavern? how many floods have i transformed with wave interference, glowing in a shade of gratitude, blushing rose in half light? . what of me remains to witness the other half that wanders, and […]
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