Hollow Reeds
Clear night with dry cold and east wind, change coming in quiet steps as last leaves fall, bare branches stir. Fullness passed we may empty
December 30, 2018
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Clear night with dry cold and east wind, change coming in quiet steps as last leaves fall, bare branches stir. Fullness passed we may empty
Moon nestled in Egyptian blue, Orion chasing Pleiades with Sirius close behind. The ancients on winter track as we follow in the snow, our memories
The roar of motors fills the streets, compressors pound the roof tops maintaining the illusion. Quietly I lift the veil, the sanctuary of old intact
There are days when the sky breaks, the blue that rushes in a deep river of faith, then days when fog holds tight to the
Who will find me hidden away in the warmth of this dark winter cave? Dreams to be dreamt, visions to be honored, the slow eating
The bright light of autumn shines on the yellowing trees, a steady breeze stirring the leaves with awakening. We’ve come round on the season so