Beneath the bone
Of my breast, i hear you
Nestled in rhythm,
A beating ocean
Of crescent moons, collide
In a gentle cycle
I hear you, quietly…
I feel you, pressed against me,
From the inside.
You reside everywhere
Yet often i find myself looking
Looking, looking,
You call out to me
In every sound, yet i quiet
Myself to listen,
To the one place
That all of your greatness
Can be experienced…
My own heart.
– jeffrey vionito
A picture of me and my oldest daughter, Elizabeth, during her visit to Texas! 🙂
Blessings Friend and Have a Great Week End ~
You too! 😉
Beautiful! Great photo of you and your daughter too 🙂
Thanks! 🙂
You are most welcome 🙂
Have a great weekend 🙂