Both live in me. One leaps toward passion, the other toward peace.
Tag: tenderness
Cedar and Feather
I curl up in our cedar nest, feathered and dreaming—washed in obsidian night, I fly to You, always.
The Nourishing Gift
Vibrant blue became our value true. Cornflowers, bachelor’s buttons, trumpet blooms held between our palms, pressed for all their softness.
Be Still. Grace.
She wore happiness like her favorite dress.
Jasmine on the Grave 