A girl undone by firelight
walks to the edge of the floor
Reading verse of a faith so pious
prayers sweat blood from her pores
a man called Ignatius
Why does this red dress feel so good?
This hat measure 22 3/4?
When did I learn flamenco?
Flying was a dream along the shoreline
racing seagulls in miniature
Baby Jaxon hears me sing this little light of mine
Sister sees healing in the alphabet
sent through Dixie cups
from the edge of sleep
your mind knows not
let your soul tell it so
🙂 a morning to smile at. Thank you for this beautiful writing.
You’re welcome! So recent a revelation, the mind doesn’t have to know, just the heart, the soul. Love you.
Inspired! And Inspiring!
Thanks love! Everywhere I look, love is all around! May you prosper and trust! xo