Strength has many layers.
It is in wood that bears the marks of fire.
In jewelry that remembers touches.
In books that open secret chambers.
It is in wood that bears the marks of fire.
In jewelry that remembers touches.
In books that open secret chambers.
It is in a woman who lies on the ground – yet carries mountains within.
It is in a quiet cry and in the stillness of the moon.
It is in a quiet cry and in the stillness of the moon.
Layer by layer, a story unfolds that needs no explanation.
It is enough to feel it.
It is enough to feel it.