These Barn Lights
For turning riders into silhouettes.
For turning riders into silhouettes.
As the world turns.
Is to create it.
And revisiting the lab where the magic happens.
For tugging precious cargo.
And the journey that’s unfolding. I opened a fortune cookie to find a note to heed: Trust the journey on a Tuesday, it’s leading you to greatness. Today is Tuesday. within my heart and in all my ways I submit … Continue reading
Because who wouldn’t want to cut the rug inside the cathedral of learning.
And how she’s shaping her journey more deliciously.
Infinite just like the mercy of the creator.
For turning neighbors’ faces into blood orange moons.