Above the very delights
Friend treasures atop her icebox
Selecting each to say
“This world is worth a second glance
and holding dearly close”
Above this scape of self and loves
rises only
light misshapen
through the means
that derive it from invisibility
until we can see it
ourselves.
Oh Brenna… First of all, why do you keep making me cry?!
Secondly, how on earth did you capture one of the most hideous areas of our house, and turn it into a sacred area of beauty? Oh yea, it’s because you’re a MYSTIC, that’s how. Thank you.