gentle reflection… swim back through our trees ~

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…”Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon. I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.  I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness….” ~ Sylvia Plath

  • come and find me.
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