Déjà vu


Poetry is a form of reflection, perhaps of a reoccurring dream. I still dream of the poem that guards your heart, and always before my own.



3 thoughts on “Déjà vu

  1. déjà trouvé.

    and if I can modestly say something about the photograph, LadyWhiteLilies- 🙂 so it beautiful closed in them not only the thought, but also the aura just of this moment.

    • Oh yes, I seem to recall that you speak some French too!? Thank your for your kind comment.
      Often it is dreams and moments that hold all soft light. When a room becomes filled with a different kind of light it is only appropriate that one should reflect on it and allow it it’s extraordinary moment.

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