Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.
Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.
wild roses
gathered by the child
captured sunlight
Physical beauty
That lacks depth internally
Emptiest of gifts
In these days
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Awakened by
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At times it’s sought out
Others, it’s served up for us
Beauty’s worth finding
I’ve not been a fan of Christmas music, not for a long rime. So much is cheesy schlock. We’ll, Pentatonix fixed that for me. This is my favorite somg of 2016. Amd might well be my favorite ever.
Like something
Jane Austen would’ve wrote,
Dancing around edges,
Flickering, flirting, motion,
Seducing me, drawing me
Closer than I should;
Then I would dare if I were
Rational. But that mind
Sleeps on the edge of
Where darkness meets
Light.