Miracles: You don’t get to say

You don’t get to say how the light will shinewhy the eyes illuminate the shadow,or even why the moon peeks through the dark treeswhen you feel the subtle glitter of the evening,shivering from cold around your skinyet hopeful that the snow may soon arriveso much joy in the deep of midnight. you don’t get toContinue reading “Miracles: You don’t get to say”