Everyone Needs a Space
Reflection
Everyone needs a space. We all need a place to say the things that we believe, and no one wants to hide the pain. There'd be nothing to gain. Searching for the truth is what we're after. Sharing tears and laughter sometimes i just want to be alone. You're not the only one. Like everyone else, we need to hear her own voice inside, say here and it's all right. So i respect your space. Can you respect mine? Raindrops whisper your name. Our standard argument: you say no. I say yes. You say so. What i said? Whatever? You say that's too bad. I say you are a piece of work. You say that's right. And the argument that i think to myself: it's supposed to rain today.
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Gaille Hunter
Gaille "Gypsy Heart" Hunter is a visual artist as well as a singer-songwriter, poet and fashion designer.
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Thank you so much, Daphsam/
Beautifully written!
Wonderful poetic expression and love the painting too. Belated congrats on the top story.
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Aw, yes it is reassuring. It's nice to know we are not alone.
Thinking of how we are not alone in this world, really relief of my burden. Thanks
Thank you!
Right. Rain makes us want to cuddle and it brings us back to our essence.
That last line somehow brings home the grindingly ordinary nature of this.
Agree! Thanks for your post.
Thanks. I appreciate your comment.
Thoughtful write up...i really the stuff
Splendid piece and poignant point. Congratulations on the Top Story, too.
Beautiful piece. I love the visual and written work.
Thanks so much, Melissa.
Very poignant and stand-out reflection 👏💕🥰