I endeavour to start out on the right foot but, as the day presses on, I sink deeper into the non-specific.
The ethereal press of promises.
The sleeve of illusion.
The shadow cast by the peaceful lighthouse.
If I am the lighthousekeeper, you are the light.
Michele D'Acosta 
So much spoken with that one silent photo. Lovely.
And so muh spoken with five lines of words. Lovely, resonant, tender, too.
Thank you, too, for stopping in at my blog. A kind thing for you to do.—M
Dear Melissa, your kindness and words of appreciation mean so much to me. And please know that your blog inspires me to greater thoughts and deeds. I am so touched by your presence, dear… M
Beautiful words
Thank you, Hanne. Hope you’re having a wonderful day. Michele
Thanks Michele, I climbed a mountain š Have a wonderful day too.
Usually when I climb a mountain it’s a metaphorical mountain, but you climbed a mountain š Hope today is another great adventure!
Yesteday was one of those days climbing both mountains… the inner and the outer š
Just breathtaking. I weep in wonder, the image is a heartache of happiness (and the poem is lovely, inspirational, as are you, pal). Thank you so much for sharing this! š
As you are a father of an infant son it pleases me so much that you discovered this photograph of a father and his newborn child. Like you, this moment takes my breath away. The moment is so magical — with nothing added, and nothing taken away. My heart leaps that you were inspired too š