I come back here. A little hidden corner of my world that no one knows exists. I come here to release and to be vulnerable. To be honest and unashamed of my thoughts on life and love. A place where I can celebrate and a place where I can translate tears and joy into words. The space hold no expectation of who I am or how I feel or how often I come back to revisit and reflect.

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Bare and broken.
I celebrate and retreat. And then move forward once more.

Transition is upon me. It swoops me up and I hover above.
Floating and thinking, contemplative and reflective.

Will life grow within me? Will I grow within life?
Curiosity holds tight and captures my heart.
Moving onward.

The heat of the day and the coolness of light.
Feeling both. Experiencing both.
Moving within both.

One foot in front of the other.
As the sunsets in the sky.
Moving forward once more.

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