On Solitude

journal sketch

A journal sketch

Surrender is forged in the fires of solitude.

With surrender comes peace, the acceptance of what is.

In the solitude of winter, this day of waning light strikes my heart with the intensity of  her beauty.

She wears her jewels of obliquely slanted light,  so crisp, clear, and bright

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