Love in the morning

Morning’s new bird stirring against me out of a quiet nest, coming to flight— quick-changing, slow-nodding, breath-filling body, life-holding, waiting, clean as clear water, warmth-given, fire-driven kindling companion, mystery and mountain, dark-rooted, earth-anchored. —Annie Finch.

Mehr
May the wind always be at your back and the sun upon your face and may the wings of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars.