>><<

p  r  a  y  e  r

 Sometimes- 

when I’m walking I can’t help but close my eyes.

It’s all too much;

the things I’ve left behind,

the things yet to live.

But most of all the glorious in between.

My soul prompts my eyes to close tighter,

and my legs to move faster.

Both in hopes of holding on,

and in hunger of letting go.

As I heed my soul,

the physical heightens-

the wind on my face

the sun on my back.

Until; I seem to sprout wings,

and fly.

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|| love ||

completely expressing the love that is at the very core of me is impossible.

i try. 

but i get caught up on the layers in between my core and my outsides.

some of it gets muddled and lost along the way.

but every time i try another layer of who i am gets added,

and my core expands,

and sometimes i think,

 maybe just maybe a little bit of it escapes.

maybe through my eyes; if they shine enough.

maybe through my smile; if it’s big enough.

or maybe through my hug; if it's tight enough.

|| top photo taken by me
bottom photo taken by Alixann Loosle Photography ||