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.

Softly

Stronger
each day
finding narrow spaces
to live softly
unattached
to the shoulds
I catch a shadow
of new meaning
a crack
of free.
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  1. kimmanleyort19 October 2011 at 06:24

    Keep being drawn to those narrow spaces, those cracks.

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