


βBe a mirror, absorb everything around you, and still remain the same.β
β Leonardo da Vinci
An Unstable Fable
At times, imperceptibly and involuntarily
I appear to be vulnerable and disabled
I have lost my agility and movability
My inabilities could have been a liability
But I am capable and dependable
And over time, I have developed adaptability


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This is an amazing picture of something wonderful. Yes indeed we are adaptable and thatβs such a great blessing
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Thank you for your kind words Sadje πππ
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Youβre most welcome
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wow thats unique!
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Thank you kindly, Emma
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Just being honest dear π
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Thank you Jarrick
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Your “unstable fable” brings a lot to the table!
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Thank you for your lovely words Ana πππ
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Hi Ivor, a lovely poem with a positive ending π
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Thank you kindly. Robbie β¦ staying positive has helped survive π€π
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Yes, I wish my aunt and mother were like you π
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A good attitude helps …
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Because you are like a tree who refuses to give up and chooses to adapt instead
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Yes! β¦ my photo of the distorted tree inspired my poem, despite his disabled appearance, he survived and grew up to be a welcome part of the forest β¦
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That is an incredible image, Ivor, and your verse is wonderful!
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Thank you very much, Nancy β¦ yes a very crooked tree, but it has still survived, and the image inspired my words πππΏ
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Lovely poem, Ivor. Gentle, accepting, and triumphant. πΌGreat quote, too!
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Adaptability, our blessed agent of change. Love yr post Ivorπ»
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Thank you for your kind words πππ
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When you can’t change the conditions of your health, all you can do, is, adapt to it, change you attitude about it, or, you will, have it hard, for the rest of your life, as the, physical conditions that impact you are, here to, stay.
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Thank you for kind wordsβ¦ I shall keep doing my best ππ
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A powerful quartet…photos, quote, poem, and song/vid. We can all relate to that tree…and gain inspiration, encouragement and hope from it. Like that tree we rarely get through life without some bending…but we mustn’t break. π We must hang onto our positivity, our gratitude, and our adaptability. π
(((HUGS))) β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
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Thank you very much Carolyn … one of those poems where the photo inspired my words … and I’ve surprised myself with my “adaptability” … Damien Rice’s song can be adapted to many situations … ππΆππππ
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I can identify
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Yes, indeed Derrick
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Lovely
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And thank goodness that we are adaptable! Otherwise, being rigid might hurt us more!
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The adaptable ones survive Susi ππ
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So true!
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