She holds her heart in the center of The

Purple Things. She feels safe, shielded.

The Purple Things whisper so faintly.

Here lies an aura of warmth and comfort where belief lay hidden in the folds of the moment.

Gracious second chances speak softly through the thinly veiled tissue dividing sleep and awake.

Cautious, tremulous, eager....

Purple energy is born

in indecision and vicissitude.

Glowing power rises up in

beauty and innocence

Held fast in the security of

The Purple Things

The Purple Things that she loves....