Dawning of Spring

Dawning of Spring

Closing in on the winter hardships, nothing says it more than bare feet on sun-soaked stone. Gifts we think are out of our reach until we feel life beneath our feet and look up. It’s evident, it’s all within reach … Continue reading

A Heavy Moment to Behold

A Heavy Moment to Behold

Branches, in their winter coatsA marvel of entanglement.Bare, boldsimply existing.Glistening in its a la mode cloak with an ecstatic sense of new wisdom against a whitewashed sky.Here we are again,another roundand into a new.

Cloaked

Cloaked

Overhead a creek, a homestead.Within earshot, a waterfall.Amidst slender, stretching sentient protectors, a deepening fondness.A white fluffy blanket to cover it all, here let me show you how it was laid out.

Rockin’ Robin

She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading

Out of Tune

Out of Tune

How ever did we get to this point, so far away from our mother, convinced that walls that contain us are our sanctuary? Don’t get me wrong I’m ever so grateful for Red https://thefolia.com/2017/04/09/red/, she’s there always for us and … Continue reading

In This Game

In This Game

A Little More Softness Please

A Little More Softness Please

Wouldn’t you agree? Perhaps we are getting there… Sharpened, waking edgesand stirring sleeping ones.Mates connected with entwined roots,if only recollected.Revive the dream with a palm pressed against wet rocks,or on bended knee, graciously, softlyupon the plush moss of a quieted … Continue reading

So Many Gifts Already

So Many Gifts Already

May we all see our abundance sooner rather than later.

Let’s Go __________ !

Let’s Go __________ !

Fill in the blank with your penchant of praise, but apparently Brandon is a kicky cheer these days. I’m not into trends but it is a hail worth rooting for. It’s heartening to see gatherings with such comradery stepping up … Continue reading

Letting Go

Letting Go

These crimson drops, a momento of yet another transitional flash in this life cycle, have speckled this verdant swath like the first hearten strokes on canvas. The Maker already knows the final image, but His beloved children wait to see … Continue reading