Rays
- sharnarosebevan
- Mar 25, 2023
- 1 min read
Saturday 25th March 2023
Gentle rays illuminate my face,
I have missed this delicate kiss of the light.
My skin is gleaming with gratitude. Everywhere is life.
Poking through cracks.
Its almost criminal to uproot the weeds.
I try not to feel the grumble of guilt.
Like the weeds it will take over if not kept in check.
This is life though. Emerging.
As am I with my hands in the earth
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