A flower blooms on yonder hill
though unseen, is a flower still;
living out it’s fragrant glory
untold solitary story.

©1995 Sharron R. McMillan

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6 Responses to Solitude

  1. hernibs says:

    Thank you. 😉


  2. hernibs says:

    Or just plain and simple being. One day a blossom, another day a bloom, but always just being.
    Thank you for ‘getting’ it. 😉


  3. Heather says:

    Yes, I love that thought. It is not about the accolades or recognition. It is about being yourself wherever you are.


  4. hernibs says:

    Thank you! 😉


  5. Lovely pic and beautiful thought !



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