Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
to keep in a jar
by the bed
Lovely and those eyes in your header are truly enchanting me 🙂
Thank you Martin 🙂 You’re the first one to notice the eyes x
Oh I see them every time I visit your blog and they look into me and I smile for the those eyes see into my soul and I am entranced by their depth, beauty and inquisitiveness. What do they see as they look at me?
because they are
the soul’s antennae
and as such
a picture forms
deep in the soul of those
who are being looked at
and that is why I smile
they see the pictures I can’t
my soul forms into
from our bones
to the corollas
we color our world with
what we keep inside us
is that Love that is worth
cupping in our hands
to sow its wishes
in the seams
between the seasons
that guide us home
to where the heart
is waiting for the pantry
light to go on again
Wish I could do that!
My wishful thinking too Cathryn 🙂
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