Happiness found in the highs & the lows. In the flow. In between ribs & hearts bows.

The eyes tired and hair un-done. The smile shy but yet bright. The shoulders relaxed. Doing one’s best, one step at a time. A dance. Mine. Yours. Us together. Ours. It is everything that happens in and in between. The lines we write, the songs we sing, the synchronicities we witness, the magic we create. Breathing love. In and out. And in and through the exhaustion, the excitement and it all, we pause – hopefully often – to take a sip. A sip of her. Life. The one cocktail we make or should I say get to make.

Let us pour some pure water, as pure as your soul. 

Some golden light, as dazzling as your aura.

And a touch of sweetness resembling your heart. 

Brought to our knees – often, but still choosing her. This one life worth fighting for – not with swords but with all the love & softness in the world.