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The Gypsy remained stuck in limbo. She saw the need to appear as though all was well even though it most obviously was not. She spent her days and nights visiting water in all forms. Lakes, ponds, rivers, oceans – searching, seeking and wondering what it was going to take to make her feel whole. The Gypsy challenged herself time and time again to find the anchor that would solidify her existence as she floated with a heaviness that somehow remained unseen by those around her and defied her feelings. She was, by her own estimate about half-way to her destination. Water provided answers in currents, waves and ripples. Water – the essence of life without which there would be no life. She sought out water. She thirsted for life.


Numbness is feeling too

It radiates her eyes.

Nothing hurts her anymore

Not even wretched lies.

She’s numb from life;

Supposedly pain-free

Appears it from the outside

But inside we can’t see.

Like the duck that floats the water

She looks calm now, most serene

But peer beneath the


It’s quite a different scene.

As water flows right off her back

Protective outer feathers shine

Oh but what of those webbed feet


What of her racing mind?

Poem from ‘5 Pillars of the Gypsy’  by Lesley Fletcher

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