Ingrid OliphantMar 12, 20201 min readWhere Water Meets SkyWhere water meets skyalong a horizonAnd the waves lickthe low setting sun They need not say a thingto each other. The love is in the touch.Meeting right whereThey are.Together.One. #soulfulpoetryspiritual0 views0 commentsPost not marked as liked
Where water meets skyalong a horizonAnd the waves lickthe low setting sun They need not say a thingto each other. The love is in the touch.Meeting right whereThey are.Together.One. #soulfulpoetry
Out of OutrageI don’t know when it was I ran out of space for outrage. I can’t remember if there was a singular sudden clap of thunder-like something or whether love just seeped in through all the cracks. I do reme