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


on August 19, 2022

Cicadas hum music outside my window

Sound heard ever since my childhood days

I must be coming full circle

3 responses to “MY FOREVER HOME

  1. Dale says:

    They are such a wonderful sound of summer.
    Lovely you get them again.

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