With every orbit my love waxes for You. The power of your brilliance awakens this dead rock. In those times when I must go dark— hide behind our friend Earth the longing fills my craters my Plato, Copernicus, and Kepler, to the brim. But when your effulgence again shines on my Sea […]
Tentative love, like a bubble blown through a child’s wand. Pop, and it disappears. It’s like the falling of all daisy petals with one single uttering of “He loves me not.” Really, love, LOVE, is more like air always present. The more one exhales the more rushes in to fill our lungs. […]
There once was a soul who loved her life so much she wanted to hold onto it. The Beloved said, “Of course, whatever you want.” And so she held tightly to her house with its white shutters her dog with his pleading brown eyes her work helping people and her parents who cherished […]
The music of morning: chirp chirp, cluck wee wee slip slip yee yee yee woo wit woo wit. A waning moon glows against pale rosy blue drip drip of dew breeze wraps like a cool cloak. Thump, thump, thump… My heart plays the percussion of this love symphony amplifying It throughout the Cosmos.
The moon observes the shifting tides high, low through day and night phased not but fully aware that all responds to its gravity. P.S. Enjoy The Inner Adventure posts in your own email box. I invite you to subscribe below. Image: depositphotos.com