Epilogue
Some secrets
Are not hidden
Because they are too dark
But because they are too bright
Instead, as the light of a Burren blue moon
Reflects the light of our closest star
So does an Irish summers drop of rain
Quietly mirror a She
Who is not of this world alone.
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amazing capture, the droplets almost look like diamonds in a web, fragile as they hold on as for dear life
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Thank you much and beautiful words to describe it. They do look like diamonds, I agree. It’s a good summer for capturing raindrops 😉
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can you be seen in the sharp drop?
I am longing for a raindrop. even one would do. for now.
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I don’t think so, no.
You can have one from here, if you want. Plenty of those around 🙂
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your study of drops is beautiful. your poetry profound
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Such encouraging words, Leslie. Thank you. And thanks a mill for re-tweeting too!
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big hugs!!!!
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