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pieskos.

pieskos.

we sit around the fire, our bodies soaking up the heat ‪we are grateful hearts entwined ‪with a warm and wild grace ‪that blooms deep within our souls -ashley jane
we are not alone.

we are not alone.

hope lives here in the still reflection of these flood waters, oceans of poetry bathed in the golden light of all of our collective suns (we are not alone) -ashley jane

only the divine.

we watched the birds soar, convinced that spirit moved them because only something holy could ease the ache we’ve been carrying, only the divine could turn this pain into poetry – ashley jane
mookaite.

mookaite.

my spirit pronounces power ‘i wander, i wonder, i wish’ i am a poet falling endlessly, following a tangled trail of time into the beauty of the ethnosphere – ashley jane (Inspired by the mookaite healing crystal)
bloom.

bloom.

we planted words and watered them with honey, our own little garden of love, lies and lullabies we watched them grow side – by – side we told ourselves that love would survive — it was either bloom or die (we chose to bloom) – ashley...