Posts Tagged ‘the gift of the present’
Sweetness still unwritten…..
Life found me crying over yesterday and when I uncurled my fists and let her take my hand, gentle voice speaking tender over the sorry and ache, I heard “regret is trust running backwards” and so I turned forward into the soft breath of today and let the leaves whisper their stories and nuzzle my dreams out…
Read Morewaterbreak winter…
I’ll remember this winter when I’m old I believe, will remember the changing tide and slow receding of the rattle and roar of my own striving, as surrender threw open some windows to waves I never saw coming and in a feeling kind of way I heard it, the deep down sound of my water…
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