Posts Tagged ‘comfort’
The love we’re born to be….
Dear darling you at the end of your heart-breaking day, I can’t hear them clear, the words you’re making through the buzzing on the line but I can hear it strong the sadness in your voice, and it stirs me to lean in as far as I can bend. But the clamor in my ears…Read More
Riffs of remembering….
A vivid December wind scrolls clouds across the early morning sky and somehow it heals the tired of me, all this living in longing to do life simple, to gather up the edges of my hope and shake it out hard so I can lose the fluff and draw up solid around me what remains, like a blanket in the night…Read More