Aspiration

with each switchback i rise although i appear to repeat steps the depth of my valley expands and i long for the summit vista a view of the storm swirling below as my cry echoes for your heart solitary yet never alone . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: The Tetons and the Snake River by Ansel Adams (1942)

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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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Aquamarine

rubies radiate brilliance  through inner structure. diamonds disappear  when submerged. . i yearn to be  one with the sea. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017

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Inclined

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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Soul

the undersurface  of the meniscus, pressing its heart to the sea. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017 Photo: Underwater – Bream under a breaking wave

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