Absent of light the earth gathers itself reaching out to dark corners and pulling back that which strayed. Before light returns she counts each being and sighs before it begins again.
12/18/13 Today we bury my uncle. Deep blue sky the day after a full moon. Fire across the horizon burning purple behind the snow covered limbs and rooftops. A raven flies high above rising smoke and the city’s chatter. Solitude and peace infused with sorrow and the ache of loneliness. We gather in the morning […]
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