the potency, the power
of the tree of life
listening to the word
One more sunrise. One more bright ray to shatter the predawn darkness. One more ascent breaching the horizon. One more.
One more sunset. One last ray before the coming twilight. One descent like a bowing courtier before the horizon. One more.
Always may the cycle of complements flow. Until it is time for a new dance.
raw emotions in need
living out the word
With Real Toads The Tuesday Platform (imagined by Vivian Zems)