Here, we are invitedto tend to the heart of things,invited to deepen and renew,invited to…
Category: theapoetics
I stood beneaththe eclipsing moon,the sound of whippoorwillsa chorusrising from damp trees.Thin white cloudsscudded around…
In the deepwoods, there is a quickening,the delicate toothwort flowers creep slender and whiteto reach…
May you be incandescent with purpose, ferociously whole, a world of fierce and furious beauty…
Goddess of the sacred pause please grant me the courage to lay aside swiftness and…
This morning birdsong filled the air in a patterned chorus raised above the grinding notes…