Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
khalil gibran

This is where love is most alive:
In the email from a friend, perfectly timed
In the dinner I didn’t have to make
In the unexpected gift in the post
In the sliver of light
And the shadows that surround it
In the spontaneous self-portrait
In the dogs, sleeping
In the boxes not yet packed
In the excitement of a new connection
In the clean floor
And the freshly cut lawn
In the full glass
And this moment of silence
This, this
Is where love is most alive.

[for photo friday]

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