all the other beasts

inhabit the beauty that lives in your beastly body and strive to see the beauty in all the other beasts.
cheryl strayed

 

the other world awake

brass hands 
turn pages
a night awake
for the knight of ages
in the mirror
he does not smile
he has not seen his face
for quite awhile.
the storm is gone
when morning comes
erasing smudges
on his thumbs
without his helmet
he looks so bare
how can i
still keep him there?