February's poetry series begins here
Every time I choose to be still, restlessness joins in..at least for a bit. I’m both, just like the universe. 🙏🏻
That last line—stillness is restlessness, invited—holds so much. No forcing, no silencing, just letting it be. There’s something freeing in that.
Lover
A much maligned
Term
beautiful :)
Absolutely beautiful
Every time I choose to be still, restlessness joins in..at least for a bit. I’m both, just like the universe. 🙏🏻
That last line—stillness is restlessness, invited—holds so much. No forcing, no silencing, just letting it be. There’s something freeing in that.
Lover
A much maligned
Term
beautiful :)
Absolutely beautiful