Trust this veil of life.
Live beyond the frayed edges.
Sun-made wrinkles smile.
smile
The Brink of Summer
Summer’s almost here.
Mornings are cool, trees are green.
Inhale deeply. Love.
Paths and journeys, cups full and toppled over or half-empty and wanting – we are all in this together.
I cannot presume
another’s road through the dark.
Let all our lights shine.
MKat Reclamations 