
Kiss of Summer

Kiss of Summer

Gentle on my mind
where you belong
attached to the
heart string
that bares your name
MichelleMarie

Wildflowers and Me

Thoughts like storms arrest my mind!
P.S. just art I’m fine! I just like to express my thoughts…they arrest me at times! 😛

I see what you keep inside…you can’t hide…I see


I want to glide through the great unknown on the breath of God and always feel at home.

We are all wanderers on this earth. Our hearts are full of wonder, and our souls are deep with dreams. – Gypsy proverb

Grace is illuminating places
that have only known the dark
I’ve never been so blessed
In this state of rest
of quiet prayer
I wait
Oceans of illusion
can seen difficult to cross
Little boats get lost
I reach out my hand
and my heart to you
And we catch a glimpse of land
From a window through a self-made hell
It doesn’t seem so far at all
Resting in the arms of Grace
I wait
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