A collection of six word stories.
Fog might obscure our path from time to time, but I am choosing to remember the path is still there and won’t move.
Not only that, but mist is proof of the moisture that hangs in the air. The proof of life giving water. Proof of the cycle that water takes from lake to atmosphere and back again.
Freedom to make that choice is the key, isn’t it? We are all giving ourselves to something or someone. May it ever be a free choice.
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©Mary Grace van der Kroef 2020