THE OLD HOMESTEAD

You see them on the roadside sheltered amid a ring of Oak trees, abandoned and forlorn.  Echoes of forgotten laughter and tears float on the wind.

Lilac bushes in wild profusion, planted at the beginning, bloom, not knowing that the dream has changed and life has moved on.  Like a fingerprint on the land, like an empty glass on a table after a party.

Yellow Daffodils nodding in the sun form an outline where the house once stood.  I watch as a women in an apron and cap hangs her wash in the fresh Spring breeze.  She knows I’m watching from afar and for a brief moment her dream still lives.

By Jane Johnson

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WELCOME TO OUR BLOG WHERE WOMEN SHARE THEIR KNOWLEDGE AND CREATIVITY ON THE PATH TO ENLIGHTENMENT. We are two women sharing our thoughts, reflections and creativity. Stormy My name is Stormy and I have spent the last 20 years working on my spiritual growth and enlightenment. I still have a long way to go, but with your help I know I’ll keep growing, learning and expanding. Shar My name is Shar and I am a meditation, yoga and Qigong practitioner. I love to cook. I am vegan. I love to walk in nature, sing, drum, play guitar, write and spend time with family and friends.

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