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🪶 “A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.” - John A Shedd … This year has not really gone acco…
🪶 “Erosion alters both the landscapes and lives around us, whether we pay close enough attention to witness its occurrence…
🪶 May our only regrets be that we haven’t told everyone how much they are truly loved, more often than we already do; 🪶 Ma…
🪶 As much as abrasion could have sharpened or hardened, or made rougher your edges, comfort can be found that it instead ma…
🪶 Misplacing all my worries and woes, I vanish into the curves of your smile, and in the glimmer of your eyes. As I trace t…
🪶 The rains can no longer quench this fire Rekindled in your care Burning brightly blue from the heat of our embers Which y…
🪶 No distance seems far With you on the horizon Still waiting for me ~ a haiku by Edwin Glass
🪶 Your song sounds new And yet so familiar to me The rhythm matches my own Cardiac pulses of life, and relief As your melod…
🪶 Within the blink of an eye Our future became the past If only I had known To keep my eyes on the sands Of our hourglass u…
🪶 I can still remember Although only shimmers now remain Like a reflection of the past As it’s lost in the haze But I fear…
🪶 It’s hard to find sleep on nights like these When the moonlight beckons brightly And you’re no longer in my dreams Althou…
🪶 Dilated distances Fooled by careless distractions A shared orbit, lost in a hyperbole Of what I thought would bring us cl…
🪶 We ebb and flow together And steadily drift apart In an endless palindrome To end, and then to start Until the snowfall a…
🪶 What remains of this now after you’ve gone? While my hands still hold the memory of your skin, and pieces of me have been…
🪶 Your absence leaves me hollow It follows me into sleep Into the quietest of moments Into the memories I keep But I keep l…
🪶 It’s nights like these that remind me of you. How the cold embrace of the wind makes me feel alive again, and how I’m onc…
🪶 “For we are never truly lost. And we are never quite alone… …we are merely just finding our way.” ~ an excerpt from ‘Eros…
🪶 Within the scarred and burned and desolate remnants of my heart, within the smoldering ashes, an ember still softly burns…
🪶 But I am not dead — at least, not yet. Though some days I can feel the remnants of myself eroding, boring into the ever g…
🪶 This cold, humid mountain air fills my lungs, and the earthen, musty aroma of the shoreline permeates every layer of my s…
🪶 In the quiet serenity that can rarely be found in these irregular and inconsistent gaps of clarity — spaciously timed bet…
🪶 Neither falling nor flying. Held in suspension. Held in the distance between each breath. Weightless as we await gravity…
🪶 Falling apart in the autumn As the reddened leaves descend A crimson cascade of the crumbled summer days If only summer c…
🪶 The tides rescind and take with them all of the remnants of what could have once been. If only we could walk this beach t…
🎃 & maybe I’m crazy I thought this was crazy Once, too How you make my bones dance Beneath my skin Anxious & nervous & read…
🪶 Home is where I’m free Where the city gently sleeps Where we come alive beneath the stars Home is wherever you are ~ a po…
🪶 And maybe this is goodbye Goodbye to the past and the future I no longer see Goodbye to who I was and who I thought I wou…
🪶 No matter where the twists and the turns in the road may lead No matter how early the sun may set, or how late the stars…