Moon + Moss Maker

08/11/2025

My soul yearns for views like this one more 🖤✨️❤️

08/09/2025

Beneath the moss, beneath the moon,
this little space has found its tune.
Two hundred hearts have wandered near,
and filled these woods with warmth and cheer.

For every root, for every leaf,
for shared delight and shared belief—
thank you for the light you bring,
for helping wild and wonder sing. 🌿✨

08/09/2025

Some days, the quiet of the garden feels like the only thing holding it all together. Among the leaves and soil, there’s room to breathe, pause, and just be. 🌿🌸

08/05/2025

I’m raising roots beneath the rain,
in lands that echo loss and strain.
I teach the trees to bend, not break,
to bloom with truth for kindness’ sake.

I shield their spark with moss and light,
a wildflower through endless night.
The world may howl—but still I sow
a gentler child the earth might grow.

08/04/2025

The magic + wonder of the changing of the seasons 🍂✨️❤️

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07/31/2025

Such simplistic beauty 🥰✨️❤️

07/26/2025

This is so eloquently speaking to my soul today.

07/26/2025

I wandered deep where moonlight fades,
through quiet woods and velvet shades.
The stars were shy, the path unclear,
but still, my soul kept drawing near.

For every ache, a lantern sparked,
a glowing truth inside the dark.
And now I shine — not in despite,
but because I’ve danced with shadowed night.

Red

07/21/2025

Let the hurt pass through you,
but don’t let it root.
Your beauty is not theirs to unmake.

07/19/2025

Pause. Breathe. Remember.
You are still made of magic.