Sweet Yearning

Lay me down on a bed of wildflowers, and do with me what you’ve been aching to . . all this time 💞

A bed of flowers in Spring Valley, taken on a Spring day 🌸 © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography via prisma app

Whispers on the Wind

Where do whispered wishes go . . as they sail off on the wind, without form or direction; do you hear them crying out? 

Prayers, once part of this lone dandelion flower in Spring Valley, sailing the winds of the cosmic ocean © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

Her Gaze

There’s something, 

Curious, playful, yet ancient and understanding 

Undeniable. 

something in her eyes so beautifully haunting, 

Unforgettable.

the memory alone makes my bones shiver still . . 

at the same time, bringing my heart comfort and warmth, like coming home

What I wouldn’t give to see her again, 

To gaze into her eyes, and have our souls reunite and dance underneath the stars 🌌

A lantern lights the night at a cozy tea-house in the village. © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography