Recently I was gifted with some wonderful poetry, and it has just filled me with an aching love and tenderness. It was a book in my hand, but I felt as if I was cradling a small baby bird, not yet knowing it could fly.
It made me remember again how beautiful (and wondrous) all things are, and to meditate on the small gifts of everyday (which is, rightly, a miracle after all is said and done). And how powerful (and moving) tenderness is (it has the weight of mountains and thousand-year old trees)….
Some fragments to share:
From Bonfire Opera: Poems, by Danusha Laméris
With love,
Amaya x
Amaya Shen 
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