So it is
I lay to rest
amidst the green and
nature’s arms,
to reignite the love
once had but now
dimmed in concrete
jungle of greed and
despair, temporary
haven from the cries
of need and wants;
I now lay weary
to the call of peace
and my heart’s grace.
~ FlorenceT
This is a response to this photo prompt at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo:
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MEANINGS AND MUSINGS 
When I think of rest, I think of taking deeper breaths which hopefully reignites love as you mention.
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Conscious breathing is a health benefit, an element of living a mindful life. And as you say, it leads to love. Thanks Frank for your comment.
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This is beautiful and poignant, Florence. It reads like an epitaph.
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Thank you. And should I be concerned with where my psyche is? 😊
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No need for concern – you’re a writer. 🙂 Our imaginations are like magic carpets – they take us everywhere.
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Well said!
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This is crazy beautiful!!
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Thank you, Jessica! 😊
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Very beautiful, Florence.
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Thank you 😊
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