the Forget-Me-Nots stare without blinking at exactly what I’m thinking
and every flower breaches into all my farthest reaches
Even the doves have made their nest too close to where I rest
Is there nothing Spring won’t do?
effect & cause
Monthly Archives: April 2024
curation of days
another walk in the dark… honor wants to talk… this is me…
everything… all i can find… stunningly beautiful… in all the sacred places
the window is still open… I am thinking, every second…
every second… something to hold…
what I’ll do… this is happening… I am doing this… under the haloed Moon
the hour of soft light... 
