Monet was definitely onto something. The touch of the sun to the Earth varies continually. It is a story. So, we can make an exchange. Light tells. Light is the telling..
ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhOOOOOOrrrrrrre. Shore: the opening of breath, the continuation of an open throat, and the ongoing stream of it, the rrrrr. It is the sound of the Universe striking you. Can you see […]
Or maybe your eye? Why not take a few moments to praise your ancestors today?
Its leaves don’t have to be its “own.” Or even “leaves.” Someone is always happy to have a trunk. You could say that “trees build trunks for others.” You could.
Look how the light of dawn … … draws itself in at sunrise. And then reveals the story of water ,,, … and air. Are not water, air and light one single […]
There is a power in the world, that fills. Wherever there is emptiness, it fills it. This is not a function of the world. Scientific inquiry has shown clearly enough that there […]
Well, when it falls from the sky, it bends over all the bee-catching people, and covers all other trails. There where rain pools, seed falls. Porcupine grass bends willingly to this pressure. […]
Ah. A doe. Blessed be.
On the plateau, where land, sky and water are flat, that is to say spread out from a line, like leaves, floating, one lives in the sky. One floats here. One barely […]
At sunrise, there is a mountain. The it gets tricky. The sky sort of, well, falls. Not all at once, but darkly. Some of it even goes up! In the end, the […]