Small winds
mossyfrets
January 8th
Ask me
and I will speak to you
as one places their hand
on a beating heart
I believe this deeply:
words, when shared,
loosen sorrow,
like knots softened by rain
As in childhood, when we trusted
our breath as small winds,
capable of moving the skies.
That one gentle exhale
send the heavy clouds
back to where they belonged.
Wide enough to breathe again.
Amanda84
January 8th
@eatingpopcorns
That's beautiful.
Like a quiet metaphor for seven cups 💚
Where the power of harsh words lose their power with kindness, compassion and sincerity.
The quiet, soothing tones.
The strong belief behind it 💚😊