the windshield wipers are a handkerchief for the cloud-laden horizon-
desperately they hide the evidence of the sky’s distress.
but the tears of distress are making things new wiping away the blush and powder of purple-chalked sidewalks and forgotten dusty roads-
causing an unfolding of warm and cool colors.
this is lovely. :) I was thinking about you today...hope you're doing well, feeling good, and that wedding planning is going great! Blessings to you, dear. <3
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