
she closed her eyes and spoke in a thousand silent ways
silent ways
silent ways
silent ways
silent
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she closed her eyes and spoke in a thousand silent ways
silent ways
silent ways
silent ways
silent
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She draws moonlight butterflies
In the bokeh of her shine
Lightly as the fawn draws near
She hears the Chippewa call
A lullaby like whispers to her soul
Hush, she waits softly it flies…
moonlight butterfly

Feels like falling snow
And trees you can’t see
Invisible hearts that hang
I just can’t explain
How it feels when I know
You’ve been here
It feels like new fallen
snow…in my soul

Hello sweet friends and Happy 2018! Thank you for being here and for your continued support. I appreciate you! Blessings to you and your loved ones.

Playing around today with some art.

Have I loved…enough?
Have I sought…enough?
Have I surrendered…enough?
Have I loved…enough?
I pray I have…

This is the pond behind my house…this song was playing in my soul…

2018 is bubbling up from my soul 2018

✺2018 ✺ More ✺magic ✺please ✺

I’m quiet certain this is where Christmas Hides
When it wants to be found by seeking eyes
I’m quiet sure you see, sometimes I am blind
To the light that is around me
All it takes is one to say…”Oh look this is…”
Where Christmas Hides
I laugh to myself
“Oh ya there it is!”
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