The Cloak of Quiet Light by Dorothy Howls
The Cloak of Quiet Light Dorothy Howls I weave a thread of silver-white, around my chest, soft-shielded tight. A shimmer-glow no eye can see, but here it stands, protecting me. No harsh word sticks, no shadow stays, I’m held in warmth through stormy days. More from Dorothy Howls ↓ @thehumanspell on Instagram
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