without a saddle

or shoes

she moves more graceful

and free

than any horse

bridled!

beauty.

be it 

a wonderful

Sunday!

 and so loving this . . .

to shine, as she shines . . .

•

have you ever
thanked the moon
just for shining,

just for shining
or the sea?

take it all in
take it from her

you look much better,
look much better
when you glow!

the lost songs . . .

 ✧

 ✧

and sometimes

i wish that i was made of stones

so that i would not have to see

a beauty impossible to define

a beauty impossible to believe . . .

✧

just

leaves you

 without 
words ...

 

Murmuration from Sophie Windsor Clive on Vimeo.

 

 

❊ 

 

 

and we sat on the shore
while the light from the stars
poked holes in the sky

we held on to time
as long as we could

knowing
we didn't want to leave one another
was all that we had

and it was
enough

❊