Consolations

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“When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul.”

consolations like…
an early morning room that’s steeped in tea-coloured light
a day without pain or dark memories
a clear notion
a winding red-dirt road with blossoms
sleeping outside and being warm and tasting salt air
finding your way home
a friend with a casserole
red wine by a river
a friend without pain
a young woman’s eyes
the smell of fresh baked waffle cones
a shopping cart full of bottles
a park bench
a blanket
a child without pain
an old woman with stories and lots of time
consolations…
like dusk with lots of leftover lavender light

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