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224 pages, Paperback
Published January 4, 2022
Love needs no crowns,
neither mentions nor accolades.
And most of the time, you’ll find
that love—
Love is brave.
They say there’s no such thing as “the one”—
but there is only one you.
A walk where summits are invitations for glorious reflections and
brave shouts of testimony—honoring all that has been. Be sure to stop,
drink, and make an occasion of it—with your words, your stories, the
clinking of vessels, and songs. Breathe in the clean, loving air, and ex-
hale—large and long. Gather all your creative fire and let light burn in
your hands.
May your yes be yes
and your no be no,
from the ends of your braids,
to the tips of your toes—
Nobility.
I speak of the moon (much):
how she glows,
her phases,
her beauty,
the way she lights up the darkness,
her talent for reflection.
She’s a night-chaser,
heart-racer,
moving the ocean tides,
sending me half-crescent smiles,
enticing my waning heart to rise.
But it’s not her who takes my breath away; it’s the hands that fashioned
her so. I like to think that she was placed there just for me, all so she
would reflect something tangible about my maker. . . .