Heart of the World
Like the waterfalls of Guiana and the sweeping arc of the great Mississippi, the rhythm beats against our blue lined skin, reminding us of a
May 26, 2011
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Like the waterfalls of Guiana and the sweeping arc of the great Mississippi, the rhythm beats against our blue lined skin, reminding us of a
A small offering before the gray morning, for the gift of dream, the shelter of hope and the faith to continue.
Awake with first light, tiredness lifted from my body, the energy of sun and water finding its way into my heart. A gray wing junco
As the body when strained the soul too must relax, breathe deeply, exhale and like the tide retreat, making room for what comes; like light