The Circles



i captured my reflection

and unknowingly captured

a ripple in time

something touched the water

a raindrop

or perhaps

this sign

of peace

a longing to see

one’s soul

expanding through a moment

reaching depths

reaching distances

the journey of remembering

our oneness

an intention


our life in circles








a Flora Bowley painting

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

~ Anais Nin