@echo_lines
TREE
Turning toward the light before it understands / Reaching further than the winter said it could
SNOW
Sealing the silence over the whole valley / Not one road in and not one road out
CHILD
Cold hands from the walk and needing warming / Heavy bag dropped at the door with ceremony
WEEP
When the weight exceeds the frame it falls / Everything you held releases now
SIGH
Speaking through the body what the mind won't say / Inward first and then the soft release
SOUL
Soft and old and deeper than any name you’ve given it, the soul persists / Often what you feel in the quiet that follows the noise is the soul’s opinion
RAIN
Rooftops humming a quiet song / And the streets begin to shine
WALK
Weather guessed wrong and the jacket not enough / Around the park once and then once more
UNEASE
Underneath the normal, something shifts / Nothing quite sits where it used to
BIKE
Brought out from the shed for the first warm day / Into the lane where the cars no longer go
MIND
More is held inside you than the conscious part can see / In the unseen layers, patterns older than your thoughts
HONOR
Hold the values that remain when no one else is watching / Only character defines you when the crowd has gone
COOK
Chopping garlic on the wooden board / Oil warming slowly in the pan
PEACE
Passing through the difficult is how you find the place beneath it / Each layer of resistance dropped reveals a quieter layer underneath
FOND
Finding old warmth in a sudden memory / On the tip of tongue the name of someone dear
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
ADORE
A warmth returning every time I see you / Deep in the chest a steady faithful flame
SONG
Stuck in the head since the morning commute / Only the tune not the title or the words
CORAL
Created by the smallest of the living / Over a thousand years it builds a mountain
FLOW
Finding the current and surrendering to it is not passivity / Letting what comes come and what goes go takes great discipline
LIGHT
Leaning into what the morning quietly brings / In the distance, something warm begins to glow
DREAM
Disappearing faster than the hand can write / Rooms that shifted before I got there
TEARS
Tonight the only language left is salt / Even those who rarely cry find reason
STORM
Sky turning the color of old iron / Thunder rolling across the open plain
ELATE
Electricity beneath the ordinary / Lifted past the ceiling of the everyday
FEAR
Familiar and yet always new, the dread / Even those who know it must step through
RAGE
Running past the point where calm was possible / A wall of heat across the chest and throat
APART
All that separates is also pointing to what could connect / Perspective grows in proportion to the distance that you can accept
BRAVE
Being afraid and doing it anyway is the only definition that holds / Retreating when retreating is honest is also a kind of bravery
CARE
Carrying the weight of someone else / A hand that reaches in the dark
BRAVE
Breaking through the fear that told you to stay small / Rising even when the ground feels far below
SNOW
Sealing the silence over the whole valley / Not one road in and not one road out
DAWN
Day pouring slow over the edge of hills / And before the sun the birdsong fills the dark
GALE
Grinding through the rigging of the moored boats / All the old sounds of the valley are erased
BLISS
Briefly and completely you are free / Living fully in the moment given
ROOM
Rain making the window a living painting / Only the lamp to hold back the evening
PINE
Particular green that does not change with season / Into the high wind it leans and does not snap
CURVE
Coming around the bend reveals what the straight road kept from you / Understanding that the path winds is not the same as accepting delay
LEARN
Letting every experience pass through you rather than get stuck inside you / Every encounter, even difficult ones, carries a lesson if received with openness
PINE
Particular green that does not change with season / Into the high wind it leans and does not snap
CHEER
Clapping for the one who almost fell / Holding space for someone else's win
CALM
Counting breaths until they slow / A stillness found beneath the noise
GIVE
Genuine generosity is the art of giving what it costs you something to give / In the moment of offering freely, you discover what you truly hold
FIND
Following the thread inside the question till the answer shows / In the searching, something about the self is also found
CHILD
Crayon marks still on the doorframe / How tall you were at five
RAIN
Rolling off the mountain into the valley below / After a week of drought it comes like a gift
SOUL
Soft and old and deeper than any name you’ve given it, the soul persists / Often what you feel in the quiet that follows the noise is the soul’s opinion
BIKE
Breathing harder than expected on the bridge / Into the wind with the bag cutting into the shoulder
COOK
Chopping garlic on the wooden board / Oil warming slowly in the pan
DANCE
Dishes done and the song too good to ignore / Arms out in the kitchen and not caring