Tag congruence

the guts of love

whispers in the day

the sky is falling again

settling into lost spaces

the great shadows cycling within

can the ever-after begin in a little bit of now?

under the small & humble nuance

is it time to shift the ground beneath us?

we know the heart before we know the self

healing from the inside

contemplative edge of the world

where the edges soften

when angels lead the way to grace

beautifying our inner & outer masks

where the ineffable & the hard edge collide