We are Secrets Finding, Unfolding unto the Light

‘I watched her from a hidden place on high as the wind played about her hair; gently shining webs of gold threaded gossamer~ Her fingers held flowers the way lovers embrace, moving through the forest like an enchanting lullaby~ Walking into the light, as shadows retreat and dance behind her; thoughts formed all that she… Continue reading We are Secrets Finding, Unfolding unto the Light

Moments in Ash Rose Hollow

Years ago, I found a sepia print of her in the attic. Lovely and timeless, she stood in her youth. Her lithe frame, gossamer hair and winter blue eyes looked upon someone who knew how to make her smile. A smile, that could make the thorniest man unshackle the taut irons around his heart. I… Continue reading Moments in Ash Rose Hollow