Category Beauty

the heart ripped out into blue wonderment

soil of the soul speaks in flowers

to dwell, to abide, to inhabit…a shell, a home, a soul…

those little buds are coming ’round…finding spring…

beauty exploding…a pulsing reality…

intuition, aesthetics & what is beautiful…

no room for inertia in heart space

a love day….may it be so….

peeking ’round shadows….

the inexpressible….listening to the shell….

wild winter….

filling the well where winter empties….

our potential….our list of treasures

craving for the aesthetics of pleasure…

Christmas Morning