delicious paradoxes

Here's the truth.

Layers. Torn edges. Complicated simplicity.

We phoenix souls
are delicious paradoxes,
finding ways to live our true.

We weep and wail, howl and sing,
love and lose and love love love again.
Sometimes all at once.

I see your wild grace.
I see your raging heart.
I see you tiptoeing toward courage.

And I salute you,

with so much love,

let joy enter :: a blessing

warriors of quiet bravery

warriors of quiet bravery