He is the light
breaking through the trees
at dawn.
The dust
that falls softly
from the stars.
The wind
that blows leaves
into the air.
And the moon
beaming
on her skin
so fair.
Subtleties
with remarkable beauty.
His love
lives within the universe—
so truly.
He is the light
breaking through the trees
at dawn.
She will cherish a love
until she is gone.
Jul 24, 2025
Jul 24, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
He is the light
breaking through the trees
at dawn.
The dust
that falls softly
from the stars.
The wind
that blows leaves
into the air.
And the moon
beaming
on her skin
so fair.
Subtleties
with remarkable beauty.
His love
lives within the universe—
so truly.
He is the light
breaking through the trees
at dawn.
She will cherish a love
until she is gone.
Nov 21 2020
A quiet tribute to my (now) husband
We had only been dating 7 months when I wrote this.
Today is our 2 year wedding anniversary
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