Everyday Miracle
Along the coast the sweet smell of the sea blends with forest green. The sounds of tide and wind and shore birds mixing with woodpeckers
August 30, 2020
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Along the coast the sweet smell of the sea blends with forest green. The sounds of tide and wind and shore birds mixing with woodpeckers
When did you become a ghost, angry and walking away? Bad words were said, turbulence between us, but I called to you, asked you back.
Quietly the sea rests between ebb and flow, still water before the next tide. The sun rises, golden light through banks of blue-gray cloud, the
Awakening from night into low gray clouds and soaking rain, the land is quiet but for tree tops stirring in the wind. The forge within
As the wind passes over the sea we’re borne on a flood of salt water carried by the spirit. We find ourselves and are lost,