Tag: sacred pause
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Winters Presence
“Frosted Elegy” The forest hums with the language of light,where winter etches its story on every branch.Each twig, a quiet rebellionagainst the weight of time,against the ache of endings. The sun leans in, tender and golden,warming what the frost holds sacred.The air is alive with whispers,a hymn to stillness,a song for the wanderer who dares…
Field Notes of a Wanderer 