i witnessed a devastating fire on a sunny day in March,
i heard the glass pop and the timbers fall within great plumes of suffocating black smoke–
i placed my face close to the velvet petals of a tulip and felt a cool greeting in response–
i watched a small child ride a scooter in the street and an old woman yell at him to move along, his indifference made clear in the straight position of his young shoulders–
i held a pup’s head that will grow to be larger than my own and marveled at her soft, gangling beauty–
almost too much for a lifetime, let alone, for a day
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so felt with a distant sadness at the passing of life. Beautiful
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Thank you Javier. The contrasts of those simple things, the huge fire against the tender flowers and the small child, I don’t know…it was so much to take in and process.
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Wow!
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Yes. I think the fire tipped it over the edge for me that day. Seven firefighters were trapped at some point inside but thankfully, no one was hurt. It’s interesting when something negative happens, it throws everything else around you into a huge spotlight.
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Most definitely, especially when it’s close to us…
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What a day! Cherish the moments!
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Exactly. 🙂
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Wow! Thus is a powerful one. Lovely.
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Thank you Sherry.
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What a scene to be witness of..
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Yes it was.
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Such keenly-felt and insightful observations, beautifully wed to words. 🙂
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Thank you Carrie.
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Not an ordinary day, I would say.
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No, it wasn’t.
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