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Carol A. Hand Tuesday, March 14, 2017 The days I work on my manuscript feel sacred to me. It’s why I can’t do anything but manuscript work for dedicated blocks of time. And that’s why I don’t force myself to … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand The love of my youth is dying On earth, this lifetime, we’ll not meet again A long life is sometimes a blessing but surviving dear friends brings such pain Truly gentle men are so rare to find … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Moments of beauty as I rise Clouds painted rosy by the rising sun Bare branches golden, glowing against dark western skies Earth blanketed by sparkling rainbowed snow No treasures are greater than these simple gifts They touch … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand Sometimes, I just feel an irrepressible urge to be silly. It seems as though we are all so weighed down by troubling events in the world right now. After posting a serious poem this morning, I looked … Continue reading
Carol A. Hand *** “Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.” (Thich Nhat Hanh, Peace Is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life) ***