Snow welcomed me home
Muse remains in Mexico
Watching bright moon-set
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Hope your stay in Mexico was fabulous!!
Thanks, Dale. It absolutely was!
sounds like you’re missing the muse….nice work here.
I am. Maybe she will appear after I get caught up with the pile of laundry from my vacation.
The moon followed you home 🙂
Yes. And I’m waiting for it to appear in the sky out my window.
Welcome home xoxo
Thanks, Lynn. ❤
most welcome
This is perfect. You brought us right there with you, to that bright, warm place
Thank you. I’m glad you can feel what I felt.
I’m glad you had a great stay in Mexico, I hope your muse catches up with you soon, but then maybe she’ll stay out in Mexico for the winter 🙂
🙂
Returning to cold from the warmth is no fun.
Brr. It certainty isn’t.