Finding Peace

This week I have been climbing vertical stairs to find moments of ascended peace. It has been an exceptionally sunny week.

In the wayside, a Colt’s Foot brought colors of Spring, I didn’t pick it. I left it to bloom taller. I wore bright pink lipstick to make people smile. Where are they all going in the early morning hours? I am going towards tomorrow.

Glass clear Horizon with frosty breath. Skinny winter sun. Strawberries for breakfast. Blackbirds and little tigers in the woods. Ice breaking around orange mooring poles. Was it a seal tossing white water towards the shore? Or just a sound of what’s to come.

Angels are still asleep underground. I pick feathers to paint with. Brushes are too expensive. Stroke soft hair against my bare skin. The sky opens and my feet start to warm up.

I start walking home. See you again on the sunny road.

19 thoughts on “Finding Peace

  1. Much love and light to your heart kind lady, you are sharing it well. And even your photos and words are awakening, to Spring, to the sunshine, and even that lovely shot of that church. The energy around it is so beautiful. Its like all of the neighborhoods love hold it gently on its slope to share with all. Magic! Thank you πŸ˜€ ❀️ πŸ™πŸ½ πŸ¦‹

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