after a storm the air
scrubbed and electric
and crackling with ancient
newness, fresh like a goddess
reborn in wonder and at home
moves across my face
and into my lungs
like eternity alive
and shouting
singing
after we clear the air
and our words sparkle
fresh, cracks highlighted
by tears like raindrops
offered in falling curtains
of feeling, of love, of joy
lingering slightly stained
crimson like liquid crystal hearts
it’s then we see each other
again for the first time ever
and our hearts say hello you
while our eyes scream missed you so
and our voices twine again in song
like the sound of rivers
with the light of mountains
in the fresh forever air
in this fresh forever air
Charissa's Grace Notes
Charissa's Grace Notes 
Beautiful photo and good words shared. Thank you.
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Beautiful photos and amazing words by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
I’m doing my Charissa binge right now. 🙂 This is so sweet. I especially like
“it’s then we see each other
again for the first time ever
and our hearts say hello you
while our eyes scream missed you so
and our voices twine again in song
like the sound of rivers
with the light of mountains
in the fresh forever air
in this fresh forever air”
Giggles… Charissa binge, love that!
Yup…. it’s a real thing now! You always make me feel and that’s a good thing. 🙂