steve geohegan

assembling identities

Morphism

Two girls, open hearts, open minds

Learning life’s secrets….too many kinds

Different ages, different needs

Playing with crayons, wearing of beads.

What enters the forest of youthful impressions is not resisted or well understood  until new paths from maturity have persisted.

 Fairy tales are not about what I speak It’s those life truths without the magic, prince or witch depending on the teller, tender feelings can be switched.

 One day after years the forest will be cleared decisions will be made when loss of love is not feared, mixed feelings, guilt and anger may never be heard, love lost may never be cured.

The best we can hope for is that time imparts light, past adolescence is a reduced need for black and white, what was once so clear may fade from sight,

a fathers love for two angels may be re-found….

and previous impessions collapse to the ground

Who once was a god and lost his crown of gold  may be seen as a loving human before the frailties of old, the importance of two lives never abades, but significance of parental influence always fades.

 Two girls with experienced hearts and developed minds, review assumptions made in earlier times, renew their faith in the power of love, the importance of truth, creating space in their hearts for a dad lost in their youth.

Divorce is a razor sharp but inviting, not enduring but often dividing, in time a rusty blade will no longer dissect, the feelings that we often try to forget, scars heal and with distortions of various kinds, for two angels with open hearts and minds.

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