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Sometimes we cannot bear
to leave behind the things we love.

~ A tiny scribble in the corner of my sketchbook.~
Category: 3 missives

3 missives:

Rhoswen Faerie Wrose said...

So pretty! And a bit melancholy. Beautiful! I love it! :-)

Jenny Freitag said...

This is very you, little Sparrow, and in its simple silvan beauty and melancholy reminds me of all the times you have been happy and I have been there, and all the times you have told me of the places you have left behind and long to return to. But we can't. We're pilgrims, Sparrow, always uprooting for a better soil somewhere else, totting ourselves about in pots after the pillar of cloud and fire.

"And it's hard to imagine the freedom we find
In the things that we leave behind..."

Lilly said...

I love it! It is a very pretty picture! Sometimes we cannot bear
to leave behind the things we love. It reminds me of the talk we had, us both having to leave places we loved!