unfolding blankets of fog
Lift from the hearth of life-rising
along solar memory lines of ground
Reshaped, dissolved, and reshaped again
The ground remembers the sun’s affection
Warmth in every direction.
Peace is music and medicine
Peace is silence and softness
Peace yields gently into greater
surrender
Moves slower, receives more
Let us find our peace inside even while
The world is dizzying, relentless
Let us make our soft, unbroken home
inside our spirit cave
safe, secure, and untouched
In spirit’s own relentless ingenuity and adaptation and wildness
Let us rise and fall
Like fog, rolls and folds and layers. May we see new smooth ways to go,
May we dissolve into rainbowed sun glow

I don’t know why I don’t see all of your updates, but this one did come through and it’s just beautiful. I can feel the energy in your words and it feels like a promise of hopes ignited into a new and resilient vision.
Hello Tania! Yes you really got it! 🤗🥰 Thank you so much ☺️
Wonderful music video!
I’m glad that you enjoyed it, Brad!
Another beautiful poem from the quill of Ka 🤗❤️❣️..
Thank you, love! 💗 🤗
Welcome, sweetheart 🤗
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I loved – let’s find our peace in our spirit cave. Amen. ❤
Thank you, Debbie! 🙏🏼
A place I worked we would drive through many valley’s of fog which would silence the sound of the motor and you would have the fog touch you so gently, constantly a soft wavering over your skin. It was almost spiritual, so many senses never touched like that before…I almost looked forward to work in the winter…almost. Lovely words Ka, that flowing through time as we mold our senses into something so profound 🤗🤣❤️🙏
Wow! I love this. Feels a lot like what I wrote here. Thank you so very much for sharing! 💖
This is beautiful. You paint beautiful pictures with your words. :)XX
Only a beautiful mind creates such loveliness! Well done Ka
Awh thank you so much my friend 💕💕
You’re very welcome dear friend