by Steve Tanham
Seen differently
A dark snake winds up the hill
To penetrate our lives
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Seen differently
Silver birds flee, screeching
From its venomous intent
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Seen differently, again
The hedgerow filled with life
Laughs with the hungry birds
At the harvest of sustenance
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See again
See beyond the image of our fear
To where the world is…
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©Stephen Tanham
Beautiful.
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Thank you, Victo.
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Love this ❤
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Thank you, Alethea.
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo.
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Very nice.
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Thank you, Jessica.
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