Building Bridges
Under gray winter skies the heart of the valley pumps through the tap roots of evergreen. Crows sit atop the tall firs, lean and thin
March 26, 2023
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Under gray winter skies the heart of the valley pumps through the tap roots of evergreen. Crows sit atop the tall firs, lean and thin
Thick and gray the clouds of winter break open on the ides of March. The threshold of hope bringing reason for faith, while discontent yet
I feel the snow falling. I see it under street lights beyond the window glass, but here beside the fire I can feel it. The
for Eilish No translation needed for the language of the heart. Age doesn’t matter, only innocence and desire for the timeless. I thought she was