@cloudy_muse
FROST
Finding every surface before dawn / Rimming the red berries with cold light
PAIN
Passing through the burning toward the clearing / A message from the place that needs your care
WHOLE
What is broken can be gathered into something new and true / Healing does not mean returning to before the fracture
GENTLE
Given to the world as its best nature / Every action slowed to allow for feeling
SKY
Stretching further than any thought can reach / Keeping nothing and losing nothing either
MERCY
Making room for someone's worst mistake / Easing back the hand that could have struck
DREAM
Door at the end of a hall I can almost name / Rising up to the surface without warning
PHOTO
Pinned to the fridge since forever / Holding a moment no one planned
DAWN
Drawn up from the dark like something rescued / A first bird testing the quiet air
GRIEF
Going back to find them in a dream / Reaching for a hand that isn't there
CALM
Counting breaths until they slow / A stillness found beneath the noise
MEAL
Made slowly because there was nowhere to be / Every ingredient a choice made at the market
TRAIN
Ticket folded in the same pocket every time / Rain beginning just as the platform empties
GLOW
Giving off a light you did not know was in you is not rare / Living long enough in darkness shows you what you carry
FIELD
Foxes crossing at the far end in the grey / In the late July heat the combine starts
DANCE
Delay between getting home and getting settled / A moment of music from a passing car
MOON
Making the path across the water silver / Of all the night it is the most awake
DIARY
Dog-eared pages from returning too often / Ink faded on the important days
DEW
Drawn from the night air onto the cold blade / Even the spiderwebs are jewelled at dawn
CHEER
Crying out across the space to meet you / Here, your name is called and you belong
SIGH
Sending breath into the open / Inside each exhale, something eases
MARSH
Making its own rules about land and water / All of it alive with hidden things
QUEST
Questions are the maps of everyone who seeks the truth / Underneath each answer waits another open door
STONE
Stripped from the hillside by the river long before / Time left its weight but took away its edge
PETAL
Pulled loose by one particular wind / Each one falling in its own slow way
EDGE
Every boundary you approach teaches you what you are made of / Distance from the center is where new understanding starts
TRUST
The willingness to be held by what you cannot fully verify / Releasing the grip on certainty opens the hand to receive
ROOM
Rearranged in the mind a hundred times unchanged / Outside the window the world finishing its day
FILL
Fullness is not something given from the outside in / In what you choose to let into your days, your life takes shape
DIARY
Dated and dog-eared and slightly swollen / Ink that ran when the tea cup was too close
TOWN
There are faces here I cannot name but know / Only locals use that particular shortcut
BIRTH
Before the arrival was the long and patient preparation / In the moment of the new, all that was old becomes the context
PEACE
Passed between two people, it multiplies / Everything that was too loud goes quiet
REEF
Riding the surge between the open sea / Every formation built over long silence
INNER
Inside every question, a quieter question waits / None of the great answers arrived from somewhere outside
MARSH
Making its own rules about land and water / All of it alive with hidden things
LOST
Leaving the familiar is the price of finding anything new / Only when the map runs out does real exploring start
LAMP
Low light for reading after ten / Accidentally left on all morning
BRAVE
Bearing forward into the uncertain / Refusing to let fear have the last word
VOICE
Vibration of the self into the world is not a luxury, it is a need / Opening your mouth and letting the inside out is terrifying and necessary
SWEET
Slow the moment to receive its gift / Warm as bread pulled from the oven
HOME
Hard to describe but immediately felt on return / One drawer that holds everything that has no other home
JOY
Just showing up in unguarded moments / On the face of someone doing what they love
LUNCH
Leftover pasta eaten at the counter / Under the fluorescent office ceiling
CLEAR
Cutting through the noise to find what actually matters / Look until the obvious becomes the true again
TRUE
There is a version of yourself that has never pretended to be otherwise / Reaching for that version is the whole of what growth is asking of you
DANCE
Done before breakfast with no particular reason / Arms moving because the body wanted to
CREEK
Cold and clear and running without hesitation / Running stones into each other endlessly
TIDE
Turning in the estuary the mudflats appear / It covers them again and they are gone
ABOVE
All the larger picture only shows to those who step back far enough / Beneath every crisis is a pattern that is also teaching you