“Everyday is a god, each day is a good, and holiness holds forth in time. I worship each god, I praise each day splintered down, splintered down and wrapped in time like a husk, a husk of many colors spreading at dawn fast over the mountains spit. I wake in a god. I wake in arms holding my quilt, holding me as best they can inside my quilt. Someone is kissing me.” A Sunday afternoon spent reading in the sun. Happy Monday everyone.
Shared by wideeyedlegless (MADELYNN FURLONG) and selected for Art.