Between Two Windows
Whee! Here in the house of my lifetime I stand between two windows open wide. I feel in my body...
Asking Guidance
Young light lays her tender touch on the camel line of rounded mountains, and over the rippling lake. Morning warbler...
If Horses Were Wishes
My spirit sips the pinks and oh, the purples; my spirit gets a taste. then gulps the colors. How can...
It’s Not the End of the Story
It’s not the end of the story. Because you are afraid, you can be brave. Each cell in you is...
