All Things Convivial Poem by Doris Cornago

I am pareidolic and very proud of this fact. My 'overactive imagination' has allowed me to write interesting books. In the photo, I can distinctly see a turtle slowly transforming itself into a dragon as its life ends, a promise made to it by a sea goddess whom the turtle freed from exile in an isolated island, in a very steep tower. The turtle shattered its shell as it fell down in freeing the goddess and so, the turtle also had its release. A brave act is all it needs to escape. Sometimes, we can survive in a confining space by giving wings to our imagination, which in turn, frees our spirit. As Karnika Yashwant had said, 'We are all connected as life. When we breathe through it, we are in our fulfilled selves. No pain, no regrets.'