24 May the weave of life
The greatest challenge to an active mind is silence. Thoughts have a tendency to fill every moment possible, but no matter, for there is always space available when I fall into the deep silence ever present...
17 May calling me home
Thundering heart Leaves lean towards me out of the hot jungle night each an eye looking to see if I was looking to see Wind whispering laments into my heart heart weaving the sound of night, the smell of...
10 May The Owl’s Breath
The leaves rustled as the branch did its rhythmic tap dance against the stained glass of the open bedroom window. The owl blinked slowly, turned its head in that disturbing way that these cats...