Tag: Kotoba

Beauty finds Ways to be seen In places We might not expect At times when our hearts are open

sore hearts seek sorer pleasures plain hearts look for simplicity her heart seeks rhythm and knowledge

It’s time to Be amazing You know how – It’s deep in your soul Just let all of your colors run

Those mornings Spent just walking A weave of Woman, dog, and waves Moments kept with the fading years

one running solitary, surrounded by heralds of fall, sounds of footsteps, breath, and heartbeat

Family: The common weal – Tiny one In the bright sunshine Love: our real first line of defense

Morning clean And bright and clear, Rolling hills That send me weightless; Seeing the hidden in plain sight

Only in Discovery Can we find Our real happiness, Or learn what togetherness means