Antidote To Aging
I am a watcher.
I stay quiet most times and look.
I look at women a lot because I know them best as I am one.
There is a particular transparency that I notice in women/people who have done what it takes to look inside and do a bit of housecleaning.
The dust bunnies of sorrow, regret, desire, pain and disappointment have been seen and tended to;
Not to say they are swept away and forgotten..
I mean tended to. Seen.
Really seen there in their respective shadowy corners.
When this happens there seems to arise a lovely gravitas mixed with leprechaun-lit creases,
Each of which have voices
We all want to hear!
Oh- the singing… (click on link)