Beyond any doubt the curtains are drawn
the wounds are spread open
to dirt and to hurt
one eerie lie is disclosed after another.
A pile of dead leaves has been blown off the ground
and surrenders the land to hard-hearted cold.
When the frost commands the soil to shiver
the buds have no time to display their delight
while all the plants have fallen from favour
holding their breath in rigid unease.
Could anyone grasp that
below the staunch surface
the truth is growing
in thirsty unrest
to jostle away the stiff and the painful
and press for a time in sunshine and peace.
Eva van Beek 
Eva…a question…. if you have more than eight years. worth of posts archived…did you have to get a Premium plan to get them all saved and archived/ I’m on the “free” program and have so far LOST two years’-worth of work!
I am on a premium plan. But I‘m not sure if that includes archiving too. If it’s a question of still having all my posts available, than the answer is yes. Other than that I save everything on my computer too. Just to be on the safe side.
Wish I had…saved it all on my computer. I was able to check the years f my posting…which go back to 2010- am using the “Ask the experts” feature of wordpress.com to ask why—I’m on the “free” plan. Wish me luck! :0)
Keeping my fingers crossed!
Thank you. Have not heard from the “experts” yet…?
Gotta ask again..had to switch my email accounts—my hotmail account is broken!
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FLORAL AND POETIC DELIGHTS!
A WONDERFUL POST!
Nicely written Eva. Much enjoyed.
Thank you! 😊
A wonderful articulation of thoughts. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful post! According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them. 😊
Thank you Sidarth, shall do gladly. 🙂
Thank you for respecting my request. 🙏😊