Cyril& Marjorie
Togetherness is the core of life 05 . 22 . 2015
The way your eyes fill with light. You are the sunrise. I am the morning. Humming a soft song of belonging. And I leap around you at the chance to make all things new.
Fall forward when I do, catch and rest & lean against me. Lower your eyes and shut them soft You are safe with me.
You moved as I moved and as my breath fled from me it found home in you
“We don’t need to have the same pedigree in order to call ourselves a family, We can have brothers and sisters from another mothers.” -Cyril Lache
She walks quietly & her movements are s i l e n t h a r m o n y; her steps are heard, and they resemble the rhythmic cadence of a glorious hymn. She partly opens her eyes, those eyes as bright as day; and all that heaven and earth encloses burns with a new light in her eyes.
bowing to the miracle of a meeting, two hearts that join in the space of a moment, feeling the power of eternity