something waiting to be discovered
the high end of the see-saw
walking down to the water
one thing flowing into the other
light carved out of harsh winters
pooling on the humid branches of summer
soaking in the sacred springs
of words shared over afternoon tea
someone has something wonderfully exciting to tell you
something to cherish and sit with and let sink in
something with a weight that can lift you
warm and free
into the detail of each moment
