Your eyes are so wise.
They keep turning and turning, Needing to Touch Beauty.
They keep turning to find a mirror who will caress you as... I.
-Me and Hafiz and Daniel
Beltane approaches and my body years. Like a flower pressing up through the cold hard earth...towards...sunshine, bare skin, summer love.
This time of year is always so hard...in certain ways.... and then I remember it is majestic in others.
Today I stood dancing in an alley, warm sun on my back as snow flakes fell, sticking to my shawl. I danced like a crow, arms spread, welcoming spring, again, in all her trickster ways. I was with good friends, all new within the last 2 years. Oh my how quickly my life changes.
Drink in every moment brothers and sisters, there is so much beauty out there.
“What does you body yearn for?” is the question in 12 days journal #362
