Signs …

A little love of her nature, a flower for her winter.

Tiny bells with a spider on. Endless activity of one thing loving another.

… from the bush.

Signs of life, signs of love … the love of the earth to express in all forms, and form to love in turn, other forms.

Everything loves some thing, then loves again, and again. Endlessly, even in death something is loved.

That’s life on earth, love on earth, is that one thing attends to another, out of the need to give and receive.

Life can’t stop loving, in form. Form can’t stop loving life as form.

And, at the end of form, life loves love.

Everything else ends.

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Rose Robin said, on 09/08/2021 at 6:25 am

Just beautiful…thankyou Mark, for being, and for being you…

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- Mark said, on 09/08/2021 at 9:54 am
  
  Thanks Rose. A little acknowledgement is a powerful magnifier … of anything.
  
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ecopoet said, on 09/08/2021 at 12:29 am

Beautiful ! – in words & images

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- Mark said, on 09/08/2021 at 9:52 am
  
  Thanks Lori. It’s reflections really … isn’t it, words and images.
  
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kopfundgestalt said, on 08/08/2021 at 11:23 pm

Love is that we can see the flowers like we do.

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- Mark said, on 09/08/2021 at 9:56 am
  
  That too … Love is that we are (I am) to see, and everything that comes after. Even when it doesn’t look or feel like it. It’s a strange world indeed … seems to be.
  
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picpholio said, on 08/08/2021 at 6:51 pm

Nice macro shots Mark

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- Mark said, on 09/08/2021 at 9:57 am
  
  Thanks Rudi.
  
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