Naked Words

A moment of fire

No words spoken

Just a look

I don’t know you

But my soul sees you

A touch

Fingers brushing by

Gentle and fleeting

Those eyes

Deep and bold

There’s that look again

Subtle and unassuming

Is he looking into me?

Does he look into everyone else in the room this way?

Hmmm

But that touch

A connection

I feel it my bones

A gentle glance his way once more

Curiosity stirs

The tea sinks into my soul

Wrapping my heart with stories of love

I ground myself within the music

The spirit of the tea moves through me

Love pours onto paper from my finger tips

Open heart

Open mind

Go where the love is

Lead me to the trees

I’ll meet you in the trees

That’s where my soul can dance beside yours

Find connection

And peace

The trees will tell me who you really are

And with a whisper they entice

Go where the love is

Go where the love is

Go where the love is

~ Qwence

May we all learn to find the stillness in the present. Embrace the darkness. And explore the depths of the inevitable changes to come. We are both at ending and beginning as the night consumes us. Simultaneously offering a goodbye to, and awaiting the return, of the sun. A moment to reflect on what has been and will be. The power of transition. I will choose rest now, and welcome the return of the light and new growth, but only when it is time. I let go what is not meant for me, and trust what is mine will come to be. 💖