my soul flew away
on a long winded breath,
got caught
in a tangle of words
over there,
in the tip top of the windy tree
and now i’m
watching…
waiting …
for her to
retrace
her path,
perch on my finger
and once again rest within the quiet quilting
of my breath…
Moccasins at Meadow Arc 
Mmm awesome
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:)… thank you Bethany
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Lord, have mercy, Kae, how is it that you write so compellingly, painting, with words, such deeply evocative images? Thank you for sharing yourself (verily, your self) through your art.
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You are very kind to say so.. thank you! A year ago I left a very hostile work environment … and I felt the Lord calling me to write… So I pray a great deal … and stuff comes to mind… my daughter nd I are on an unknown path… it is very challenging… we often find ourself broken and strewn along it… but He gives us seashells to find… too
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this is beautiful
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Thanks so much 🙂
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