All things gather where life is a songThe river running byThe sunset and the dawn From the beyond and the deferred arrivalsthe spirit swellingLost in me, and in you time to be,time to see. Under gracehow lack that Iwhat testify … Continue reading
February is for fairer days and for double rainbows reimagined because I just can’t get enough of this optical phenomenon. Nothing screams true faith like a luminous rainbow (not just one but two) contrasting against bespattering clouds. There you have … Continue reading
“Which way Mama?” “That depends what type of bird you feel like.” Naturally, we took flight on both slopes, one more thrilling than the other. What holier thrill is there than zipping along mountain tops? All decisions from up here … Continue reading
Whatcha gonna do with all that dark, all that dark inside your heart? me: Find a way to glow in it.
You will receive a bodyYou will learn lessonsThere are no mistakesLessons will be repeated until learnedOthers are merely mirrorsLife is exactly what you think it is.
So self-assured, sagacious and adept to anyone who takes a moment to finding meaning in something rather than nothing. And would you look at those extensions…they could make dancers long to have higher leg extensions.
“…Let love and friendship on that day,Hurrah, hurrah!Their choicest pleasures then display,Hurrah, hurrah!And let each one perform some part,To fill with joy the warrior’s heart,And we’ll all feel gayWhen Johnny comes marching home.” –Patrick Gilmore Reminiscing the sweltering days of … Continue reading
Raised on love, perse flowers headsThriving in abundance, a single blade in lush greenswardLasting beyond the frost, the courageous onesdashing its way in, the surprisingly obvious Not knowing what’s ahead, all that’s avoidedAll that we have, the presentSomething lost in … Continue reading
All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte
Connected to the wild, an intimate and raw me.Taunted, manipulated, abandoned, discarded no more.Out of red-hot ashes, my worthiness.A journey of the heart, no better time than now to leap and bound.Bringing me out of the dark, tones of a … Continue reading
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