Ordinary Magic

 

the clouds looked like cotton candy
and the ocean felt like a lover...

wild hare and catbird
whispered secret poetry
beneath the verdant maple canopy,

buzzing bees
fell to their knees 
at the sheer beauty of it all, 

and the moon played cat's cradle
with strands of liquid silver;

another ordinary day of magic
here on planet earth...

I don’t have any answers;

but I am learning to love
living inside
the landscape of the questions…

sacred thread words & image © Heather Rhodes
model: jane
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