“I’ll be a wild rose, and you – my eternal summer.” ~ Lubomira Kourteva Snow fell covering our streets in white tenderness. And still, the wild roses are blooming. Their gentle bodies of stem are holding on holding strong, and their petals are wide...
ask the hawk, he knows how you take my love across wild roses’ bed and tie the bottom corners to my ankles how shadows can stretch us, twist us, re-shape us, even tangle us but never break us how soul touches soul on the lips and you take my wrist knowing...
Dear reader, This is part of my series on fairytales “The Story Threads” where I discuss the esoteric symbology and layers of wisdom found in famous tales, lore and myth, and how it all relates to our current times and the evolution of our consciousness....
“kiss me, from where else you feel me, lubov not just with lips kiss me. from where else you carry my home, lubov if not in your heart?” – from The God-like Things by Lubomira Kourteva In the sanctuary of our heart, a kiss symbolizes devotion, true...
He creates space for her and invites her in, offering stability, protection and nourishment in his tree roots. She surrenders some of her independence and slips her gentle foot beneath his root. But he doesn’t bind her. And she stays not because she must, but...
