into wilderness

may you
suffer no more
live in happiness
know lasting peace
stop with abuse

into wilderness, 2022

Published by madmagpie

bipolar, clown, poet, wordbutcher, doom, gloom, love, espresso, paradise, lost, beyond

9 thoughts on “into wilderness”

    1. That would be beyond wonderful. I pretend to be one of them whenever I wander through forests. This photo was taken yesterday when I roamed through remote parts of Istria. It was surreal to witness the wilderness that was coated in winter mist… the sounds, the smell, the sights… simply breathtaking. ❤️❤️❤️

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      2. Winter trees are beyond captivating. At first glance they appear like skeletons unearthed, dead. Their naked bodies gently sway as the winds howls around them. Their branches exposed show every vein that runs through. Their cracking sounds keep you at bay: will a branch or a whole tree come crashing down? However, once you start to examine them you see that they are actually hibernating, patiently awaiting for the time when they will unleash life into the world once again… I love them to death and beyond! 😉
        Thank you, dear Allison, for taking the time to absorb and to honor me with kindest of words. ❤️❤️❤️

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      3. Mmmm I’m swooning over your description of the winter trees, Danijel …. just perfect, perfect. I’m honored to share with you about this. Feels like you just took me to church … the real church tho – the awe inspiring natural one … 🕊🖤🕊

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