So grateful this day for a beauty which surrounds me I choose to call Divine Feminine.
She is in a city and pavement. And rich Texas loam.
Smiles and tears. Laughter for no apparent reason.
And music. Sweet music.
Her voices speak in a single soothing melody.
She is Divine and tolerates nothing beyond her truth. She tosses you aside like something she encountered a thousand and one times before lunch. Yesterday.
Come back and bring all of you. You know some of you is still here. Somewhere.
She smiles and glimpses back for a moment that lasts eternally.
Or maybe that was just the moon smiling new. Again.
Thank you for the Divine.