At dVerse Lisa is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) and inviting us to write using the word way.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Way
“One’s destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.” Henry Miller (and clearly riffing on Proust)
The Blurred Horizon Putting our fingers in fires we rolled down mountains eagerly consuming ego paths of reason and invitation, traversing fences, leaping gates, chasing balloons and butterflies of promise while toasting sunsets, weeping over mortality and pain, there is only ever the blurred horizon of experience. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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