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Benevolent Beauty
Benevolent Beauty
Sacred Surrender
february 8, 2021
Sacred Surrender
february 8, 2021
october 5, 2020
october 5, 2020
pants are optional
A gift of prose
february 10, 2020
Gift of prose
I only want to be
light like my words
Moving with impact
but letting go
With each punctuation.
Words come to me,
like little secrets
Whispered in my ear
from the heavens
Or my soul.
They’re always right on time.
The moment couldn’t be more perfect.
To hear composition,
twirl through synapses
And make their way onto the page.
To just be.
I don’t chase the words
They find me.
I meditate in the moment.
And find the present
is a gift of prose.
xoxo, L
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a photo series with Infinity Creek
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