Asking Guidance

Asking Guidance

Young light lays her tender touch on the camel line of rounded mountains, and over the rippling lake. Morning warbler...

photography by Susa Silvermarie

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

It’s not the end of the story. Because you are afraid, you can be brave. Each cell in you is...

photography by Susa Silvermarie

Little Death in the Morning

Birds calling, lake waves falling onto shore, the bark of a dog, distant voices. Suddenly I am vanished into all...