I made this while we were talking
about your script.
your day.
life.
We’ve created so many things
together.
side-by-side.
while chatting.
[D1]
(2000 miles but still so close.)
in autumn in the burgeoning light of a new day the songbird eats honeysuckle fruit getting stronger reclaiming gifts she once left behind to share freely in the rain she is cleansed and renewed returning home
on the road i travel i pass this nearly every day this gangly fennel growing over barbed wire (it makes my heart ache) i have longed to capture it to let it in my heart (to understand the ache) yesterday, it happened i stopped and it let me capture it (for a moment) i realized…
winter ellipses shimmering essence like butterfly wings– caressing opening softly 1000 roses petals breaking through– defenses illuminated darkness with nocturnal eyes treading softly in– surrender
Color hunting is a fun game, especially when on foot, bus, and train!
Today, I gave birth to my Father I held him close in my arms and kissed his forehead whispering, “I love you so much” and rocking him (so gently) Today, I protected my Father kept him safe, held and fed when He stumbled, I caught him (gentle hearts) Today, I disciplined my Father gave Him…