Faith of Trees
The earth is far from me, the comfort of the ground and presence of open water. I imagine a world of forgiveness with the power of new life and look to the east praying for this hope to find birth. In the soft gray sky thin winter branches extend upward, the faith of the trees […]
No End Without Beginning
When the last leaves fall to the fires of autumn, the slender branches fill with buds of another spring. So many Camelots lost like Avalons in the mist, yet winter trees tell their story as the sun dips in the southern sky. No end without beginning, no defeat without forgiveness, and no close to the […]
Singing the Voice of the Mountains
The sound of the river like the rush of winter rain, mountain water flowing over ancient stones, speaking the old story. The long line father to son generation upon generation, and forward in the expectant glance of grandsons with their tender courage. The river says our greatest strength is our deepest vulnerability, the many times […]