Will We Look
In still waters you can see your own face clearly. Let me be quiet, rooted as a plant. Let...
In still waters you can see your own face clearly. Let me be quiet, rooted as a plant. Let...
Like every creature I was born with a song, my years on the green planet meant to find the music...
Wafting into my nose, plumeria. Close by in the hammock, I, not prone to swooning, do. Frangipani her Hawaiian name,...
May the Green Beings forgive us for lifetimes of blindness to their love and to their lessons. We emerge from...