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May 7, 2014

a soft and quiet morning

Up with the choir birds. A soft and quiet morning. Anticipating sunshine. Ready to vacate the premises. And witness. Everything absorbing and responding. With colour. With […]
May 4, 2014

the voice of spring

The shadow of the mountainis retreating.All is coming alive,the branches and buds,the bulbs and shoots,waiting for the benefactorof light.“Unfold us,unravel us,unseal us!”Their readiness calls out.The very voiceof spring.The fervent […]
February 1, 2014

oh, cold mountain

Oh, cold mountain so proudly displaying the snow line on your hip bone. You are fashioned and adorned with wintertime. I watch as sunlight encroaches upon […]
January 8, 2014

just a few blocks away…

There are moments of aloneness that seem to stretch out all the way to the horizon that you cannot see beyond. There are nights of disconnection […]