These poems pay attention to life as it moves, not as we wish it would. A tide drawn toward an unseen shore, a mountain remembering its gold beneath the frost, moonlight entering waters too deep to measure, grief arriving without a name. Moving through changing landscapes and inner seasons, this collection lingers in the space between striving and acceptance, where growth is less a destination than a quiet unfolding, and the heart learns, slowly, what it means to bloom.
