Beautiful poem. I love the richness of the language and its musicality. "Surly news kicked up in the dark." "The wind is now easy as a spoon." And, "Maybe math is not where I need to be"—relatable! This poem reminds me of why I like having a dollhouse... A safe, tiny space I can control, and the only house I can afford!
This is so beautiful, and such a relating message. A great reminder to "look at the birds of the air" and do not worry, for your heavenly Father knows what you need. Are you not of more value than they? In taking a lesson from them, their home can become ours.
Beautiful poem. I love the richness of the language and its musicality. "Surly news kicked up in the dark." "The wind is now easy as a spoon." And, "Maybe math is not where I need to be"—relatable! This poem reminds me of why I like having a dollhouse... A safe, tiny space I can control, and the only house I can afford!
“But now want something less narrow to settle in” 🔥 I am settling into this truth myself, and you put it beautifully.
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This is so beautiful, and such a relating message. A great reminder to "look at the birds of the air" and do not worry, for your heavenly Father knows what you need. Are you not of more value than they? In taking a lesson from them, their home can become ours.
Wow so arresting in content and restless heart. Keep expression awakens parallel emotions