Thresholds.
Inevitable was some kind of summoned consequence, that could only be read in hindsight.
Back in this night, warm and long, she let the candlelight take her into these thoughts to ponder.
Waiting her visit.
Elegance meets
by the Lake
Ethereal wore the glass necklace. Shimmering still in a mist that the morning had brought. Ponds and grasses grew up around the body of a lake. And she watched her step as the grounds gave way into a watery hold.
Once when wisdom walked upon this earth, her tears filled her footsteps. The gift of your longing, it was like those waters. Water was a currency and the steps we took could hold the water on the land, longer, but not forever.
She longed
Her shoulders held the grace of shapes. The mane of a garment hugging her with grey and lavender. It was still a chill of morning air, and her lungs and on her cheeks she delighted. Beyond the grasses the lake opened up. She held back, looking in between the grass.
It was a time to linger.
Seamless Fluid
A heaven's river courses into their lives. From across a week of plenty, they crossed the threshold. Whether or not they knew it. Of course they wanted something. Thirst was always a directive, even if skillfulness didn't come in full attack.