You were the gap in the curtains that let the light come in But it was my hands that pushed the fabric aside to let the love all the way in and now i am the light that fills a room. -Paige Stewart Photo by Cecile Hournau Continue reading
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Sit inside
Do you sit inside you, like i sit inside me? I am forever looking out to the otherness I see bridges linking this to that Cars going here and there. I see so much, and do so little. I could really use a bridge right now, even if it were invisible just to bring the … Continue reading
sudden and shuddering
The window shade is breathing in and out A wave of stillness and then a sudden and shuddering inhale. A GASP. As though the outside were holding it’s breath TOO. -Paige Stewart Photo Credit – Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
rise to meet the rhythm
shake, shake, shudder You just stood up to realize the dance has been forever Take your hair down now let your feet rise to meet the rhythm Forget yourself in the falling down steps Drop yourself into your heart and be not your head Ah… see how the music goes and goes each step and … Continue reading
crickets
even the crickets hold their breath as the sun goes down as the last rays stream out. as i let my dark heart set. soon a single star will roam freely -Paige Stewart Continue reading
cairn
From the river they came born from bigger things and worn smooth by time as we all are They felt perfect, when held all true and simple nothing garish about them as we once were together they balanced and did not fall so unique each shape as we all are left like this they … Continue reading
solace
-Art David Hayward Solace lingers in pine trees along a ridge swaying to the music the moonlight makes as it enters the atmosphere -Paige Stewart Continue reading
Is Enough
Watercolor by Allison Kunath A single flower blossoming is enough to start a spring A single drop of rain is enough to start and ocean a single speck of dirt is enough to start a pearl A single sentence written is enough to start a story a single note sung is enough to start a … Continue reading
the Beloved has sent me a gift
The Beloved has sent me a gift so that I may know love more fully sometimes that gift is you, and sometimes it is a mirror held up to my eyes asking me to love myself. the Beloved has sent me a gift it is the bird’s song calling up the dawn it is the snow … Continue reading
we were wild once
I dreamt we were wild once I saw us running the steeps We felt the wind, the way it only feels to the free things We knew it’s secret name, and how to call it to us how it came outpacing us and lifting us up and up. We were flying then, the wind pulling … Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 