Beguiling, isn’t it?
it almost glows.
Mysterious, maybe?
just a little.
Could we walk?
I think not.
But we could float,
ah yes.
How are we feeling?
just fabulous!
So what will we do now?
just continue to float.
We won’t go back.
Never.
~~~
Image credit: Sunira Moses @Unsplash
This image shows a body of water. The sunlight is reflecting on the water surface, the small waves look like being illuminated by a thousand bulbs.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #343 photo prompt.
luna's on line 
stunningly beautiful conversation.
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Thank you so much, Selma.
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Nicely done Chris 💜💜
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Thanks a lot, Willow! 💛💛
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Aye.
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Aye indeed.
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Beautiful written Chris 😊
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Thank you so much, Thobile 💛
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such a lovely sort of poetic internal monologue Chris
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Glad that you liked that, Mich ☺️
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Oh yes, floating away and never returning! Truly soulful. 🥰💖
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A perfect song for that… and also watching that wonderful vid. Thanks for that 💛💞
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floating away, drifting…
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Rather lovely I think…
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When floating is better than going back. A sad sad tale of many realities.
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I love this Chris – you manage to imply a deep connection through few words creating the feeling of shared detachment and euphoria🙌
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BUCKingham sang that on fleetwood mac
and onlaw and order
zimmy s a satisfied mind
geld and the power of love i never held
felt hated fated to being number three
odd tho how shit never evened out tsk.
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