by any other name
It’s all there, in one branch of a rose bush.
Thorn and beauty, bloom and wither, sunlight and shadow, flourish and food.
This is life.
I stand here, breathing it in.
All of it.
The smell of truth.
JEWELRY
It’s all there, in one branch of a rose bush.
Thorn and beauty, bloom and wither, sunlight and shadow, flourish and food.
This is life.
I stand here, breathing it in.
All of it.
The smell of truth.