The tale is yet to unfold
No stir beneath, not breeze above
The water’s glassy surface.
Morning secrets begin to rise as cold white whispers
In the silence of the breaking day,
Evaporating in the warm forgiveness of the golden sun.
She made herself smaller and smaller,
Until she fit into the palm of your hand.
Jaded, she would lie there,
Delicate
Shivering
Praying for you to become the home that would shield her
From all of the other sharp edges of the world.
Worlds away from home
To meet the stranger within.
Seeking connection.
The heat engulfs her,
Sedating her anxious mind
Blissful lethargy.
Seen by the ocean
Her breathing finds it’s tides
Peaceful ebb and flow.
Whole in this moment.
Present in this paradise.
Sweet summer haze.
She thought of these moments as solemn secrets kept by the raging storm, its howling winds perfectly disguising the cocoon she was hidden safely within.
The warm peace in the room heavily contrasted by the landscape at war with itself just outside the window. Two worlds existing in the same moment. The one out there, the one in here.
“So much like life…” she mused to herself, getting up to refill her cup, “only that usually works the other way around.”
She gave a rhythmic twirl to the sound of her favourite song, causing a disruption of music and candlelight around her, the tiny spaces between filling with her laughter.
This was the safest she felt to be herself, alone with her own thoughts which all seemed to drift into comforting perspective now. Her mind was never quite this clear, her spirit never quite this at ease.
One day at a time
Until we finally meet
Whoever you are…
Imagination
Sets him free on the ocean
The horizon calls
Just a big, warm telepathic hug of gratitude to each of you, my lovelies, for helping me reach the 200 Followers milestone.
Thank you all for joining me on this journey.
Much love
K.Y.
TheRuthieRose 