old pilgrim
stopping by the cloister –
smell of sage
cascading lullabies
from the nearby stream

Cloister near Rocca Imperiale, Calabria by M.C. Escher
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November 30, 2014
old pilgrim
stopping by the cloister –
smell of sage
cascading lullabies
from the nearby stream

Cloister near Rocca Imperiale, Calabria by M.C. Escher
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
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Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Bjorn, That seems like a peaceful scene indeed. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
If I were a pilgrim, the scent of sage would soothe my jangled nerves.
An Old Sage
got a bit of the road on him, eh? smiles
Since you start using paintings in your posts I love to visit your blog even more than I did already. Today another wonderful painting and a nice tanka … thanks!