rebirth
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The Forest
Lost in the forest,alone, afraid, abandoned,I fall to my knees,bury my face in my hands,and weep. When my tears have ended,when I have exhausted my grief,I open my eyes and look around:trees have gathered,forming a protective circle,arms joining above, sheltering… Continue reading
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Autumn Wind
Autumn wind,blow–strip the leaves from the trees,leaves crisp with deep color.Strip from our soulthe dry and brittle sorrows of the passing year. Autumn wind,blow–fallow the earth,prepare us for winter's cold and stilling layeringfor snow-shrouded stubble.Bring to our heartsthis welcome time… Continue reading
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Lot’s Wife
So there she stands, saline statuary, salt-lick sculpture… Continue reading