by Steve Tanham
And will we weep while mammon rages.
Beyond that silver shore.
Heated words in anguished cages
Fading, falling, dew so slow
Reflecting endless sea
With mind that longs for other ages.
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©Stephen Tanham 2023
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
Sun in Gemini 
Beautiful words that match the image perfectly, Steve 🙂 x
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Thank you so much, Carol ❤️ and the two stars will never know they were in it!
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Smile.. I’m sure there are many such unknown stars in many a photo x
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Chuckles x
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A beautiful reflective moment 💜
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Thank you, Willow ❤️
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Now I have the overwhelming longing to stand by the sea and not think…
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Yes! It’s a brilliant place to ‘lose’ yourself, Jaye!
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Something I haven’t managed to do for a while, Steve. I must rectify that and soon…
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One of my favourite ‘spaces’, Jaye 😊
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I would live there, Steve… only the family don’t share my passion…
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Chuckles… leave them a cardboard cutout for a few weeks!
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Don’t put ideas in my head, Steve…
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