Tag poetics of growth

when we grieve

under this world

like old roses

when red is calling

foreboding light

envisioned & entwined

to consider ourselves grown up on the inside

to come into one’s own

nurturing toward intention

the crash & burn between light & dark

we know the heart before we know the self

a deeper integration

considering the soul’s purpose

when wind-tossed longing finds alignment

the poetics of envisioning the muse