The gravity of tenderness Karen E Fraser delicate petals creak open slower than snowflakes falling in an airless, lavender sky. wide-eyed stamens quiver, waiting patiently to be pleasured by bees. stems of ear-shaped leaves silently unfurl a lush fullness in blinding verdant greens. the light of life remains fully switched on, fizzing with moon-neon phosphorescence, ever emergent, ever consuming, gifting and receding in waves that spiral through an inescapable fragrance- a constant, unnameable yet deeply known by the gentle heart. […] Continue Reading
