If I could write consistently, it would be about love.
The inspiration is the answer for our community.
We all have a gift to give a point of inspiring in gratitude.
Exhaling in trees running, hello world.
While the cat's away, I hug trees...
Sit on the memories...
Weave them into stories...
The fabric rich with intention.
I see you...
Learned through covid how to be with myself.
Some people want community, but in small doses.
Desire and immersive experience, which is why I attend, festivals.
Family...adventures or watching the seasons...
My eyes a gateway to the spirit.
Life is a spectacle of beautiful collisions...
Dare you hug more trees.
Let your mind roam...
Soaking in, observing, converting energy...
Blooming etymology into showers..
Cleansing the soul and heart with healing...
This parchment fertile ground or scorched earth...
Both a source of growth...
Your story unfolding only you can provide the narrative
The majestic property of letting the pen go.
The exercise of introspection is....
Intentional listening springing forth blossoms...
Lyrically yours,
MydNite Renaissance ❤️🩹