Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


The Wind

The wind blows

against my skin

like a hug

The spirit of mother nature

gently cradling

my face

wrapping her cool arms

around me

reminding me

she cares



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About Me

An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.

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