wonder
clouds settle slow, filling
empty sky spaces
breathing in light, soft moisture
like an unexpected kiss, touching
skin not unwilling
to receive, like lips parched
reaching up, in yearning unspoken
so much revealed, like eyelids
fluttering wide for the first time
seeing glory behind the veil
continuing to work through Dave Harrity's Making Manifest
walking with Emily in redeemed imperfection
:)
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Really lovely.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous, gorgeous. Image, words, your heart.
ReplyDeleteGood to bump into you again, old friend!
Beautiful description of wonder.
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful words and visual now dancing in my head. Love your heart!
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