Gravity has a time to tell us stories. I am walking in the woods of my words.

Lush language dipped in velvet and seeds of experience to share with others.

In the Morning Light


There is a gesture
touching spring today
I worship the energy
that spills over me
watch the sunlight
walking in the trees
lathering the future
in this feeling.
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