Weaving past icebergs

He sees time as geography, a landscape of textures and shades of green with flecks of yellow ochre and violet.
Length stretched into light, shadow, and altitude.
She felt the topography of his lips by the light lyrical laughter in his words.

~ ~ ~ ~

fragment from August 14, 2024
August House – Hudson Valley, New York

image: geography plum doodle © Holly Troy 2024


Discover more from holly troy ~ sacred folly

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Unknown's avatar

Posted by

Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

Did this post excite you? Tell me about it . . .