Matins
Early light, young as the beginning of the world, rests against the trunk of the tree. Here lies prayer so...
Early light, young as the beginning of the world, rests against the trunk of the tree. Here lies prayer so...
From below, coming my way the whale shark’s face, wider than I am long. Coming my way, a looming change,...
Come home, dearheart, come home, come rest. Your spaciousness calls you home to rest within it, where you experience the...
Our blue boat slices the water between dunes of Baja desert. A seagull sister glides behind like the tail of...