My head is humming. Drumming. I am a weed in the wind. Pummeled and blown about, Thoughts of spreading, flying to another….where? And rooting there.
In the moment when the light rises, beauty is opening, ready for revealing. Delicate, not frail, she holds the nighttime kiss of dew and
“I had to unlearn everything that the world taught me, to unravel myself” ~Sarika Pandey
unfurl (ʌnˈfɜːl)vb to unroll, unfold, or spread out or be unrolled, unfolded, or spread out from a furled state “Though your destination is not yet clear You can trust the promise of this opening; Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
Imagine sipping a golden green margarita…