Morning Breeze
Some pray for blessings, others pillageLessons for all to heed come through the passing breeze, Gratefully not only for those who kneel.Gratefully, our little guides to glimmers have appeared.
Some pray for blessings, others pillageLessons for all to heed come through the passing breeze, Gratefully not only for those who kneel.Gratefully, our little guides to glimmers have appeared.
My establishment of boundaries is still a new thing to be reckon with but don’t be fooled by the novelty of it all; they’re not budging ever again. I’ve set them as boldly and unyielding as the lone star state … Continue reading
Cuz even when it drizzles a volley can and does in fact occur, so long as we can move our digits.
for being a deliciously cozy habitat to a tender subtlety of the seas as well as a perfect mini pair of tongs for plucking the next one ever so elegantly…they are a regal pair if I may declare.
For being minimalistic and merry and for framing the passageway into a refuge where I’m inclined toward a quietude of inner thoughts, which often posits a deliciously different reality from where I left behind. Reoriented to the North Star, these … Continue reading