Around the corner, no more alarming forecastsWithin kernels, boldnessBouncing on balmy foreheads, wispy curls.Peeking out, golden raysUnbreakable, our spiritReady for anything, children in the zoneBrimming over, morning vibesRacing to the next task of the day, children on a missionWind on … Continue reading
Two squares past we layed out our burdens for the magical transformation our dearest mama Earth lovingly fulfills—they were never meant for us to carry. It’s not such a radical act as we may think…unload it all then willfully create … Continue reading
I’m none the wiser. Older, odder to most. It’s an effective and certainly the most courageous way to make friends for life. Here’s to all the nuts out there…embrace your nuttiness and may it guide you through endless pursuits of … Continue reading
Nothing to see up here, okay maybe the robe I’m a sucker for a thirsty Turkish cotton robe after a steamy shower. I descended as quickly as I had scaled the winding staircase to catch a glimpse of the spring … Continue reading
Oldest bear has a commanding presence to him, he is so genuine one can’t help but gravitate toward him. It’s no wonder the barnyard girls took notice and flocked to his attendance. Not much for words in a new group … Continue reading
It’s just me in here no other sound but the hydraulic lift humming and my contended breathing…just breathe my child, just breathe. Into the depths of the dark and unseen we go, one breath at a time, submerge yourself…it’s a … Continue reading
such is spring…two steps forward, a few steps back but always moving. can’t stop the feeling, one moment wailing, another twirling and another soaring on the withers of a horse with all hoofs in mid-air glide. can’t go backwards from … Continue reading
What an honor, what a blessing…such a stately one, this illustrious white flora peaking after a weeklong summer fever here on such hollowed grounds. I couldn’t think of a better all-knight vigil to emerge in a verdant bunch, on such … Continue reading
When one adventure after another leads you here…it’s not a bad day. Not a bad day at all when you realize plunked on a couch, at dusk while a lad and his guitar send tones my way. Initially wobbly but … Continue reading
Where waters of gold flow, where hearts fill with thrillsand days fade into Aurelian dreams.
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