Fantasy,
abandoned by reason,
produces impossible monsters;
united with it,
she is the mother of the arts and the origin of marvels.
(Francisco de Goya)
Stormy days and nights in our souls can leave one feeling abandoned
You weary bones rattle and hum to disconcerted beats
Digging into the earth with matted cleats
Its not hard to feel slighted and stranded
Your soul looking for a space you can call your own
Yet, there is a sense of peace once you come through the storm intact
The sun and the bright lights are no longer abstract
Cheers to a new year!
Categories: art, mental health, photograph, Poetry, Travel
psychologistmimi 
These are some awesome pictures my friend 🙂
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Thank you so much. Have a great day!
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Love the language and photos! Such beautiful concepts combined!
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You photos are wonderful. There must be a lot of stories in all your structures you have captured.
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Epic pics, love the third and sixth pic as they look like the perfect places to retreat to
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