An amused glint in her daddy’s eye, the sun catching highlights in wavy, brown hair as the little daughter rubbed his kiss off her cheek, a last joke between them now.
His touch — stroke of life warming, a golden beam slipping between her fingers like fairy dust sparkling on the descent…
On the dawn of a new day on the cusp of a New Year may I awaken to my heart’s deepest longings, may I unburden my mind’s deepest fears and from the wellspring of body and breath find homecoming and the soaring sweetness of freedom…