Sacred Born
Daylight changes as winter dissolves into spring, trees shedding their ice in the warm air. I stir in my cave, having digested the dreams and
March 28, 2021
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Daylight changes as winter dissolves into spring, trees shedding their ice in the warm air. I stir in my cave, having digested the dreams and
The soft colors of budding trees, deep greens of fir and cedar, the startled look of squirrel, the steady gaze of crow, the sound of
Paudriag spoke to me though from afar his voice both close and quiet, reminding me of the green sloping land and north the sea, shining
Perhaps today the heartland will rise, prairies sing their ancient songs as broad lakes join flowing rivers unceasing to the sea. Though the noise of
There’s light upon the Colorado mountains, shining on the Wasatch and Sawtooth, over the Canyonlands and Great Basin to the deserts of Nevada and California.