Freshwater Spring
Rain falls gently on the dry earth, the first relief approaching autumn. As water seeps to deeper roots I follow the rain through the unforgiven.
August 29, 2021
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Rain falls gently on the dry earth, the first relief approaching autumn. As water seeps to deeper roots I follow the rain through the unforgiven.
Time will reveal its truth on the lonely highway rutted with errors we celebrate and enshrine. Only the humble will find a key to the
The body travels with mind and heart, yet spirit remains in stillness. Place changes, time continues yet where I am is not disturbed. Giving myself
From the cold distance of rigid thought barring the way to the beloved, life urges return. Isolation suffers a severe price, the withdrawal of love
Sun bathes the sea in morning ritual, the legacy of life continuing over time, yet what we leave behind like summer grass, here then gone