Life is both a recurring ellipsis and a spiralling ellipse, that's for certain sure; the way your perilous stairway bends round on itself it a great reminder of that. But still, Led Zep-like, we keep on climbing irrespective of the detritus that stands in the way or the vicissitudes of vascilating moods in motion that pronounce us either willing or unwilling to carry on. Just goes to show that the 'not knowing' is a more powerful motivator and incentive that that which we already know or choose not to see. Nicely edited, Kartero. xx
Bob, how did I miss this one, sorry...and about all I can say is that picture with the eroded sand dune surely does this poem explain...Peace, bro'...-e-
Although the unseen circumstances exist on everyone's stairway and are mostly hidden until discovered over that ridge, our willingness to continue is the center of who we are.
Love this...
It often seems that life it one battered dream after another but giving up never feels like the right choice. Perchance beyond the next bend shall be the reveal of the life gem that we have always believed, awaits us... Love the photo and the poem, Jude.
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hug
Kathy
what a great photo, jude!
I believe this author sees all!
I loved this the first time and it's even better this time!
Extremely vivid photo😊
Peace light and love
Amber
as always, so well said, graphic is perfect
Love that photograph. I was thinking last night that I hadn't seen a poem from you for a while. But here you are…
Ron
Sandie
Life is a never ending climb. Excellent poetry.
Love and blessings,
Linda
Love this...
Thanks
Chris
"So my willingness" plays a huge role in this poem.
Unstable is the image that conveys fortitude moving forward.
Lady Mary Ann
Love ya.
Jane