River of Life
As the sacred seal opens ancient power flows, forms that emerge thin outlines of the rising force. Long furrows of the dead and yet to
July 29, 2018
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As the sacred seal opens ancient power flows, forms that emerge thin outlines of the rising force. Long furrows of the dead and yet to
Returning to this world of terrain and shape from the timeless, I absorb the morning like a hungry traveler, drinking in new light and cool
The tenderness of a soft breeze dapples the morning sea across the broad channel. Seals break surface in their forage, dolphins show black fins in
The door creaks, the window opens to light and air and what waits. Geese bark, otter slide into the sea and I sit beside the
The trees I’ve walked beneath these many years, I still don’t know their names. They must have them growing in the moonlit dark, reaching toward