heart patchwork pieces

crushed, broken so many times

yet, you love again.

09/ 07 /24

the horizon line

barefoot and empty handed

night swan somersault

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As hara-kiri......

In the belly of defeat;

The well to Spring free...

❁ ✿ ❁ ✿ ❁ ✿ ❁ ✿

Standing strong, nothing

Left to loose, been done before.

To die is to live.

Vyxyn

snail creeps to light from

tall grass, past rocks adorned with

bits of broken shells

My fragile heart pounds heavy

The Death breathes down my neck

Still, I'm marching on

stained glass can shatter

in lofty Cathedrals, our

prayers hold it back

-“Church of the Fearless“/by thisisit

Fearless little deer,

laps at the dew in short grass,

of an autumn morn'.

Joseph Lord.

Alone and tired

The storm knocks me off my back

I look for the sunshine