darkness. empty. canvas in
three dimensions.
We breathe our lives.
Our souls, onto it.
Into it.
A prayer.
A wish.
A hope.
Vision comes ~
Lights Up.
A joining.
Molding words into
form, together.
Weaving, blending.
Assorted a-ha’s
bloom via laughter.
hurt. gentle coaxing.
Tantrums.
Negotiation.
Restoration. movement.
breath.
Repeat.
Repeat.
Repeat.
Repeat?
Nod. Repeat.
We do this
over and over.
again, over.
darkness. empty. canvas in
three dimensions.
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