Sunday Love

Poetry. That kind of love. It’s a day for poetry, and I don’t think this was written as a poem, and yet it is one.

If you can’t see the image, it’s a picture with three birds and some greenery. It reads

“Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.” 
― Terry Tempest WilliamsWhen Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice

Hope your Sunday is full of love and much joy…

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