This Crimson Rainy Day Friend
Especially its birdsong prodding me to connect with a more intimate expression of myself through this sweet tune of this change of season.
Tag Archives: tune
This Sweet Amulet
for being near to my heart and reminding me to hear its sweet tune.
Beautiful Girl,
Stay with me. Please allow me to introduce Apple Mare, she is the sweetest. Give her an apple from your palm and she’ll be sure to chomp it up without including any of your digits. I offered her one just … Continue reading
How to Keep Cool
One day you will look back and realize you worried too much about things that don’t really matter. On this day of rising heat, what matters is keeping cool in our wormhole and whistling a tune where we are increasingly … Continue reading
Into the Wee Hours
My allegiance is to the sun, always will be. But I was curious to check out the Earth’s shadow draped over today’s wee small hours of the morning moon across the Americas. We got shadow work indeed over here to … Continue reading
Morning Stretch
Gotta start with yourself. It’s the beginning of a new day, a gentle nudge from mama earth is all it takes and if that almighty sun is lambent without a cloud to come between us, all the sweeter. Our habits … Continue reading
Stronger Every Day,
laughing all the way. I collapsed before I could reach the end, meanwhile girlfriend can swing back and forth with ease three times over in a flash without even a gasp…she’s super girl! At least I enjoyed the serenading all … Continue reading
A Tropical Nook
It must have been the words we exchanged that I perked up in the quiet migration of the soft light. Even the birds of paradise seemed to be singing a different tune.
Evermore
A-dios. The past,closed.finito.no entry. Along with it, woes. Longed-for. In multitude, gratitude.depth.bliss.much needed, beauty.Illuminating the universe, you and me. Felt,and knownfor some timea single tone,for all to resonate with to orchestrate the most glorious symphony ever to be heard.
Rockin’ Robin
She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading
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