First responder

My calendar makes it look like I have everything under

control, she said, but I ignore it & treat every new day like

the emergency it is.

-storypeople -

Shared with Floral Bliss, Floral Friday Fotos

Prodigal child

For a long time, I held to the knowledge

that I was a child of the earth, raised on rich soil

& air the flavor of dark bread

& though I heard about the sea, those stories

were whispered & strange & far from the ones

I knew.

Then, I met you, with eyes the color of storms,

or the emerald of deep waves when sunlight

moves across your face &

you are such a liquid invitation to the world

that I wonder now if the sea has called to me

my whole life & hearing nothing in return

sent you here to bring me home.

- storypeople -

Shared wirth Tuesday's Treasures, My Sunday Best

A story told of long ago...

A story told of long ago

Before they knew

They were powerful.

Materials ruled the world

They sang sad songs

Of how they suffered.

With narrow eyes

And twice sold lies,

A victims view

From inside a cube

My Love

Then all at once

But one by one

They heard the call

A simple song saying

"When would you like

To leave it all behind?

You can quit all your sorrow

Lose track of time

And jump in- surrender

Wash it all away

Jump in and remember

This is our game

My Love"

And now the tables have turned

And the scales have evened

And the Illusions

Are breaking at the seams

And the patterns

And problems

And prisons of the past

Will be pushed under the table

Never meant to Last

And we grow in numbers

Day by day

A familiar smile

Upon your face

My Love.

Then all at once

But one by one

They Heard the call

A simple song,

Saying, “When would you like

to leave it all behind?

You can quit all your sorrow

Lose track of time

And jump In- surrender

Jump in- surrender

Wash it all away

Jump in and remember

This is our game

My Love”

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Shared with Foto Tunes, My Sunday Best, image-in-ing

Allium schoenoprasum

Shared with Gartenglück, Floral Friday Fotos

The way home

I’m not here

to keep you

from the places

you feel you need

to go, she said.

When you’re ready,

I’m here to remind

you of the way home.

- storypeople -

Shared with Floral Bliss, Floral Friday Fotos, All Seasons

Magic

She tapped her finger

& nothing happened

& she thought

she had lost her magic,

but it had only changed

& it took her awhile

to figure it out.

- storypeople -

Shared with Through My Lens, Tuesday's Treasures, image-in-ing
Create with Joy, Paint Party Friday 

Not a moment...

Not a moment goes by now where I don’t feel you in me,

humming a soft song of belonging & I never realized before

how much it would change how I walk & breathe & love

the world knowing I am home.

- storypeople -

Shared with Tuesday's Treasures, Create with Joy
Wordless wednesday , All seasons