
no matter how grand
every wall falls to wind, storm
and time
Copyright 2022 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: In Ireland, castles, churches and abbeys lay in ruins throughout the countryside, and the cold Atlantic wind scoured the stones. The pubs were warm and full of color. These photographs were taken at an Abbey and a pub in Ennis, County Clare. I borrowed my title from Ronald Reagan, who famously asked Mr. Gorbachev to tear down the Berlin Wall on June 12, 1987. I was reminded why we cannot let go of the past — because we carry it with us in our minds and bodies. Reminders surround us. But we also have ways to release the pain, even if briefly, and there’s a magic to that. May any load you carry and the griefs your body remembers feel a bit lighter today.

Colorful!
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Wow! I’ve been missing out! Fab haiku.
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Me, too! Working too many hours, and not enough time for blogging. 🙂
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Understood! xx
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Love this rather majestic ruin!
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It was very beautiful walking around the grounds. I’ll put up other pictures of it when I have time. Religion inspires magnificence in architecture.
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It certainly does!
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yes, so true. everything is temporary, while the memories often remain
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Yes, the feelings remain long after we forget what was said. It’s sad that it’s so much easier to remember the bad things and the pain, but I suppose there’s an evolutionary reason for it. Pain is more important to our survival than joy. There’s irony there, too.
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