Soft and hazy light tinting the air with gold— the sweetest moments of the day like a tapestry unrolled across the sky tonight. The sun is saying goodbye— a warm wash of rose gold above the mountains, enchanting to behold, and yet I want to cry. The sunset fills my eyes, but the […]Read more "Sunset Meditations"
The golden leaves have fallen now— cracked and brown and dying, swirling in the autumn air that slips around me, sighing. All that’s left of a youthful dream, conceived in winter’s wait and born beneath the sun’s warm gaze when all the trees create. So soft—the pink and white unfolding— blossoms on the trees that […]Read more "The Golden Leaves"