The gentleness of autumn’s grasses. Sometimes even the most solid and stalwart presences need a touch of softness. May my heart and arms be so aware and malleable.
“You are my brother [and sister]. I am a prayer. You are the Amen” ~ Rumi.
Words spoken and unspoken are seeds to be harvested within me and you. Actions taken or denied return as faithful as the tide in full light of the moon. I am…..
A tiny marble unearthed by a happy dog’s running feet. So small in my hand, it reminded me of how tiny our earth is when placed in a cosmos of billions of galaxies. Then to think of how small I am within the vastness of our…..
Stone faced mountains and sand dunes. A stream running between them both and the desert’s flat mesa. Above them all, clouds filled with wind, rain, and snow. I tried to take in all the subtleties, variations and contrast, but confess I stood there speechless. How many layers…..
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