Lighter than air yet sharper than a razors edge.
Bold define, that opens the close.
A Tided Test of Restful Bests. A personal record of affirmation for love being long lost cold.
Harken the sky, let dawn light and cry. Speak truths the days that end shorter and hold colder than the seasons of old. Let free that spirit of fire that decree’s our hearts strong and thirsty.
We look forward to the future and think of clearer leaves and healthier holds. Hold tight. Let light be light and dark become nothing more than shadows.
Be well. Stay firm. Let’s fly.