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The Tokens – #writephoto

Walking through the woods on the day of the autumn equinox, she found them. Tokens lying at the foot of a tree. Arranged in a precise manner. A fall leaf signifying the season. The season when the harvest is over and it’s time to rest and renew. There was a grey feather. A sign that balance will be achieved in the universe. A sign of the season of neutrality and hope. Last, she saw the two red tokens. Red for boldness, passion, and creativity. She sat at the foot of the tree and let the magic of the tokens overtake her.

 

Thanks to Sue Vincent #writephoto

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Endless Hope

Endless Hope

The sound of the water lapping against the shore. It soothes my cares away. Endless peace. Endless hope.