soil of the soul speaks in flowers
soil of the soul speaks in flowers
bullfighting & teasing the calm center of madness
chasing our tail & why letting go is the answer….
an unimagined life & surrendering to the raised eyebrow
awakening, drifting in & out from the edge; being in the deep blue
to dwell, to abide, to inhabit…a shell, a home, a soul…
flames of divinity blazing in pure color
can’t hide from kitsch, drama & thorns….
down to the beach & under the deep
painting the moon & the phases of intent
water’s profound ability to ground & reflect…
those little buds are coming ’round…finding spring…
Versatile Blogger Award #2
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