The Unnameable

It is in these quiet moments
that my heart is free.

Gratitude grows there,
blooms there,
shines through me.

I have spent my life
reaching toward
the unnameable,

longing to touch
the mystery
just beyond
the edges
of my understanding.

So I write.

I photograph.

I sit in silence,

inviting the words
to rise.

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