Beauty finds
Ways to be seen
In places
We might not expect
At times when our hearts are open
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
A journey
Matutinal
A woman
Amorevolous
A patration in stibograms
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