Awakening Wind
What stirs the soul moves the forest, guides the moon and trembles the valleys, flows in rivers and travels the broad sea speaking to birds,
September 27, 2015
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What stirs the soul moves the forest, guides the moon and trembles the valleys, flows in rivers and travels the broad sea speaking to birds,
We need the night with all its darkness wrapping us warm in the theater of dreams, our memory washed and hung on the lines of
Before waves and wind the light slanted across the sea silver and shimmering, with clouds painted in the sky like a Roman chapel. Birds move
First the wind rising, a whoosh in the tree tops then buckets of big drop rain soaking us with joy from the wide arms of