That fine line between tenderness and pain.

The sense of protection on the back of one’s neck

The soft caress of the light seeping through the trees,

Weaving moments of time;

Creating interconnectedness;

Uniting all that it touches;

As it connects everything that it brightens.

A dance from duality to oneness,

It sweeps the area leaving nothing behind,

It’s the light of the world carried on one’s back,

As the dewy mist of the dawn arrives.   

~gg🌻🌈💕