10/24/2025
🌙 “Love Beneath an Ancient Sky”
The sun sank slow,
pouring gold into the arms of the sea—
and the whole earth seemed to sigh,
soft and full of knowing.
The wind moved like a memory through the dunes,
and the air shimmered, heavy with salt and prayer.
Somewhere between the hush of the waves
and the hum of the earth,
I felt her heartbeat—
steady, ancient, forgiving.
The crescent moon climbed quietly,
a silver witness to the beauty we forget to name.
And I remembered—
how the land holds us even when we wander,
how the sky listens,
how the earth keeps loving us
through every rise and fall.
Tonight, I am small,
but not lost.
I am rooted in the glow of everything eternal—
the tide, the dust, the flame,
the wild rhythm of a world still breathing.
And somewhere in that stillness,
love feels like the earth herself—
endless, patient,
and forever calling me home.
