Like a wildflowers
last hurrah
scattering soul seeds.
To Octobers
wind and rain.
To sleep in the cracks
of winter’s brokenness.
Awaiting the warmth
of springs
wild and free.
Soul Seeds
Like a wildflowers
last hurrah
scattering soul seeds.
To Octobers
wind and rain.
To sleep in the cracks
of winter’s brokenness.
Awaiting the warmth
of springs
wild and free.
The Wellness Almanac 