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🎠The Question Is...
where do you go?
when you need to catch your breath, blow off steam, and leave the frenzied
busyness behind.
🎠Since you are here...
let me usher you into this space
a place of majestic trees, abundant foliage
with blooming flowers woven across the
"color palette."
🎠See, the bench over there!
that's my bag by the way
there I'll sit free from distractions
soaking up solitude and serenity
no weekday crowds around here today.
🎠I'll keep coming here again and again
as often as I need to
and be bathed in the Creator's amazing
masterpiece
seasons will come and go
times of rebirth, revitalization, renewal.
🎠The Question Is...
where do you go?
Next! There’s always another thing to do, isn’t there? Someone you have to meet, a deadline you have to hit, a person you have to be. That’s life but when you don’t stop, do you forget yourself? Where do you go to remember who you are and to simply be?
Ingrid writes spectacular stanzas like these regularly. Maybe this could be where you go, at least some of the time. Start on her LinkedIn profile.
