Record of a Friend
In the still morning the sound of whale’s breath, geese in flight, fog horns in the distance. Close as always the comfort of silence and
September 29, 2024
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In the still morning the sound of whale’s breath, geese in flight, fog horns in the distance. Close as always the comfort of silence and
The blue gray morning signals autumn’s approach with the clouds of late summer. The green world breathes under gentle rain; mosses come to life, green
Sunlight on the water this cool September morning, with rain clouds over the distant island; the earth pitch-perfect in communion. It took a lifetime of
In the dawn hour the sea lies flat between tides, no wind or movement, only the quiet of the coming day. As the sun rises
Communion is hard to come by when so much is based on untruth. Addiction to lying demands increasing doses, until the body collapses under the