Searching for Peace
Added 2021-09-14 05:35:08 +0000 UTCβWere not all her life but storm
Would not painters paint a form
Of such noble lines,β I said,
βSuch a delicate high head,
All that sternness amid charm,
All that sweetness amid strength?β
Ah, but peace that comes at length,
Came when Time had touched her form.
β from a poem by Irish poet, William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
PHOTO: Liz combining yoga with dance, as she moves to music in my Venice Beach studio.
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