the weight of winter
falls from life's open branches
my path crosses yours
thank you.
for being as comforting as the seasons.
for shining your light and singing your song.
for meeting within the deepest blue,
a gathering of purple and pink;
and in the darker seasons
between the stars.
for being a window of light
and a gift as beautiful as the stained sky.
and always all ways
for days that are graced with
your path crossing mine.
xo
small words
swimming in the light
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So glad to have our paths cross ~ you are a delight with words and photos ~ Snowing here in MA ~ so your words offer warmth ~ Xo
Wishing you a Happy Day ~
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Posted by: A ShutterBug Explores | January 07, 2022 at 10:50 AM
I too am so grateful that our paths cross, again and again. Meeting you along the path dear Rebecca, is one of my greatest joys. You fill my heart every single time. I am glad to start this new year, looking at this bare branches... that sleep until they burst forth in the glory of Spring. All my love to you, sister of my heart. XO
Posted by: Lea | January 07, 2022 at 01:34 PM
Winter's weight is bearable when our paths cross. Thank you, Rebecca!
Posted by: Mark | January 14, 2022 at 06:51 AM