sun rise, sun set.

inching my way on to a glide across the horizon.

how beautiful it is.

to belong to two skies at once.

to say i love you and mean it.

and it mean something.

to hear my grandmother’s voice in the clouds.

softer than star light.

cool like summer nights, by the shore.

to satisfy my tummy with newness.

to breathe in, and out.

carrying gratitude in each exhale.

to have a faithful heart, that misses.

time and time again.

to be alone, and lovely.

belonging to the sky.

to be here.


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