Creative Writing

My Father, Stan

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Dad in the Great Outdoors
Dad played on hockey teams in Kirkland Lake
Dad on the right and his older brother Alvin
Dad delivering milk by horse and cart.
Dad loved snowmobiling. This cloud formation appeared in the sky just after he passed.

See You Later

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See You Later

Though it’s been fun

being here- reading

and writing, it seems

my eyes do need

a rest from screens.

I’ve had a good run

these past few days.

You’ve enriched me

in many ways

and I hope too

the same for you.

Still, my eyes need

a rest from screens.

I’ll rejoin you

in a short while.

Sending a hug

and a happy smile.

🤗🥰

March 11, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Tiny Bubbles

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Your life and mine are tiny bubbles…

Tiny Bubbles

Your life and mine

are tiny bubbles

in the ever-flowing

Stream of Life

moving Seen and Unseen

throughout the Universe.

We are tiny bubbles,

part of the Stream Itself,

Life Itself, ever Life,

the Great Mystery,

moving, flowing,

in-as-through

ever-changing forms

then disappearing

as bubbles disappear

into the air around,

into the Unseen

and the Formless.

We are part

of Life Itself,

ever Life Alive,

ever Life Energy

appearing, disappearing,

flowing Energy

Seen and Unseen.

From Source we come.

To Source we return.

We are Ever and Always

One.

August 31, 2022- February 28, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC