nourishment
Submit to love without thinking
as the sun this morning rose recklessly
extinguishing our star-candle minds.
Rumi
I love words and what they do. The images they create and how they infiltrate the cracks of our intimate self. Such nourishment reminds us that we are, indeed, souls. Silvana Tuccio (c) 2019
as the sun this morning rose recklessly
extinguishing our star-candle minds.
Rumi
I love words and what they do. The images they create and how they infiltrate the cracks of our intimate self. Such nourishment reminds us that we are, indeed, souls. Silvana Tuccio (c) 2019