Life

  • She Just Is

    Beautiful little flower. Her petals close upon the darkening sky and she sleeps, opening again to the morning sun. Searing heat tortures her softness. Storms tear at her fragile frame. Yet she keeps waking, opening. Closing, sleeping. She does not… Continue reading

  • Crisp

    Oh, this clean crisp river that flows through the depths of me. Continue reading

  • The Tide

    Just as the tide rises and falls with the song of the moon, so too must all life. How could it be any other way? This I ask myself, knowing the answer within feels sure as the moon herself. Continue reading

  • Sleep

    It’s 4:11am. The waves of a broken life roll through me like an unwelcome surprise upon a drying shore. I think about hot chocolate and the sound of the ocean, because they soothe me. Thank goodness for hot chocolate and… Continue reading

  • Now

    Sunshine hangs on the sweet, subtle branches of this moment. A split second of fire, ice, indifference; whichever lights the way as I wander alone, under the deep blue sky of today. All this time, I’ve shuffled the pathway searching… Continue reading

  • Naturally A Miracle

    This body. Graceful, strong, electric. These senses unknown, awakening with every glance, every touch, every moment of this enchanting life. Explosions of light beneath the skin, and I am hooked. And waiting for the next burst of sun to explode… Continue reading

  • Shine Again

    Beautiful bloggy friends. I just wanted you to know that if you are feeling pain, of any kind, I am with you. And although it may seem impossible to believe…the pain will melt, and we will mould it into the… Continue reading

  • Sweet Song

    Such a sweet song rests in the bones of us. Flowing and free, like the breeze that floated me to you and you to me. Warmed by the sun of yesterday’s most blissful day, I am lost within a memory,… Continue reading

  • Who I Am

    Do not tell me to be another version of me. That I should be everything a lady should be, that I must grasp a handful of gravel without leaving a crumbling trail of dust behind. I am human. Dust, I… Continue reading

  • The Flame

    Let me be the flame that burns into your midnight dreams. Let these embers spark your long forgotten desires. Let you taste them again within the deepest darkest corners of your soul. Continue reading