Waking In Paris
NOVEMBER 1, 2007
We are home...
In the last three weeks
we touched France, Switzerland,
Belgium, the Netherlands, and England...
And now...
this place of home usually so known,
is the dream...
In the last three weeks
we touched France, Switzerland,
Belgium, the Netherlands, and England...
And now...
this place of home usually so known,
is the dream...
and the memories of our travels
linger
and wrap themselves around me,
begging me not to forget....
Like that first lick
of true bliss...
linger
and wrap themselves around me,
begging me not to forget....
Like that first lick
of true bliss...
and the joy
of the freedom to discover,
of the freedom to discover,
walk, and be...
where ever you want to be...
Photos: Eiffel Tower; Grand Palace, my French glacé of chocolate, caramel and salt; and Milt with chocolate hazelnut on the Isle St. Louis, Paris.
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Sometimes... a labyrinth can take years to become a physical reality. In 2018 I met with my friend Deb, to discuss her desire to have a labyrinth on the beautiful land she lives on. Despite our plans and several meetings, listening to the land and finding the right spot, the labyrinth did not come to fruition. Fast-forward five years and in the blink of an eye... it happened!