fog to earth: trees stand ankle deep in another world
Tag: fantasy
a path made narrow by cat shadows and the ghosts of autumn
wildflowers bloom while you struggle with sleep
a passing pilgrim whispers a prayer to a jar of nameless seeds
testing your patience autumn snail at the doorstep
autumn: your body darkened by the rain reveals a map of islands
magic is: noticing what returns and caring for what remains
memory gathers like dew slow drop by drop until it is made whole again
a moment of open sky before the fires of dusk take over
autumn the mist divides itself into little kingdoms
