Emergence
The stone holds me in like a Mama in her womb. And the stone pushes me out. Here I come...
The stone holds me in like a Mama in her womb. And the stone pushes me out. Here I come...
Before my face a sacred lake that quenches my desires, above my head a sky that covers me with quilted...
Turn from the olds, so the news can draw you into fresh magic. Every breathing moment on the planet is...
The baby gazes up at Dad, the look of worship between the two alive in the clean air of the...