Love
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Darling Day 25. Bliss
This bliss, this quiet breath that holds me as I spin into the fabric of all things. This heart, this hand that reaches for the sun and pulls in close the shining pieces of a brand new darling day. Continue reading
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Darling Day 23. Misfits
In the garden of secrets they lay, arm in arm; this darling band of misfits, this chain of soul dwelling children, who know only gasps of freedom beside the shallow breaths of humanity’s ball and chain. Continue reading
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Darling Day 22. Eternity
Darling is how I feel eternity, soft in its gentle, drifting wind. Their unspoken words ask me how I know them so well— how I can feel the softness of them— and I don’t know what to tell them, but… Continue reading
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Darling Day 21. Forever
Darling is the day that lasts forever. Continue reading
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Darling Day 20. This Night
Under dim lights of orange, whisper to me darling, of the places your soft touch will sail me to this night. Continue reading
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Darling Day 19. Darling of my Soul
Darling of my soul. Darling of my soul. Continue reading
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Darling Day 18. The Little Boy
Darling is the little boy that cannot sleep. ‘I think I need a bandaid, Mum. Mum? I think I need a bandaid.’ They start their tricks young, these beautiful tiny humans, don’t they. Continue reading
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Darling Day 15. Golden Fields
This heart whispers to the fragile night of the soul. The darling buds, once closed, now reach with delicate fingers to the soft of a brand new sun. Light the way, dear sun. Release the petals still stuck in place.… Continue reading
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Darling Day 13. The Wind of Everything
Every darling day, I wait to breathe. Just one breath. A chance to be, to dream, to love. And when that gust of life becomes me I am grateful. To the darling wind of everything… I am grateful. Continue reading
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