Tag Archives: R W Thiessen

This Well has not gone Dry

LIVE REALITY A teary eye, A teary I, Tells me this well has not gone dry. How do you see Or want to see Reality Inside your head Alive or dead? A fleeting moment Framed in me, Stiffened picture, Frozen … Continue reading

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Autumn of our Soul

Those fortunate to live in a climate of changing seasons recognize the change with distinction. Each season anticipates its unique characteristics, and pre-anticipates the season after, and so on, and so on. Today’s offering come from an old friend who … Continue reading

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