ground – Reaching Joy

Slow Love

I. Let’s not listen to music, let the lyrics come on their own. Open the door. Let the birds sing. The ground sweat. You do not always have to be the dancer, alone in the corner, swaying under hanging plants and borrowed words. Do the birds sing of lost love? Do the trees dreamContinue reading “Slow Love”

grounded

these days are meant for grounding . let me open up my willow arms and sink my roots deep into the earth; at a time when the world can’t stop moving, the ground is still and I think of you . pairing off into two colored lines, one yellow, one red, from the blood we’veContinue reading “grounded”