11/19/2025
✨ WEDNESDAY WORD DROP ✨
Some feelings gather in faint colors.
They drift in without story, settle without aim,
and shape the air before you notice the shift.
Afterword: LEUCOCHOLY
A pale ache that forgets its origin
yet lingers through the air
with almost-remorse.
✨ Soulprint:
Sorrow moves in lighter tones,
circling the fringe of recall,
shading the moment softly
with a muted arrival
that gathers itself within.
✨ Clarity Shard:
Aches that soften still carry guidance;
they shape attention into quiet knowledge.
✨ Rememory:
When a muted longing rises,
where in your life does it guide you?
✨ Seal:
I honor the pale truths that return
without urgency.
I remain open to the gentler hues
of what still asks to be felt.
🪶 Save this word for the days
when tenderness feels atmospheric.
💬 Share it with someone
who speaks fluency in subtle feelings.
🌙 Tag the presence
that understands the slow language of return.
💧 One word a week
A world unfolding
