Wings

Compromise and meet in the middle.

Very true 🙏

Lovely write... flows effortlessly...

Thank you 🙏

Hello Maple,
This poem and image seem complete and about completion. I do think that seeing a bird fly with wings open in the skies is like an ultimate vision of being your authentic bare self. I enjoy your pieces, weave on!
Rianne

Thank you for your kind words means a lot .🙏❤️

Nice
But if you believe that the one doing the lifting has wings and is flying, the one in doubt should just start flapping like crazy and let those wings make themselves known

Thanks for the read 🙏

Dear M,

How well you put these questions trying secure an absolute. This makes me think how fragile and scary falling in love is and yet…so great while we’re in it. Lovely write. H🌷

Thank you H . Much love ❤️