What You Love
Your childhood was a windy day at sea, and your sail swelled with everything you loved. The rest was roaming,...
Que Sí
The bee blesses the nectar, The child blesses the summer. Become a blessing god, a font, and you can spread...
Blessing Everything
The blessing goes out, the blessing comes in. Blessing everything, blessing everything Light pours in light pours back out. Blessing...
You Had to Grow your Heart
How can anyone conflate boredom with solitude? Confuse disinterested weariness with the liberty of age? If you are freshly alive,...
