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Beauty in the Gray
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Video – Fall in Northern MN
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Poem – Into the Sun
I awoke that missing day disconnected and lost from what I thought I was and who I wanted to be so I searched around the room and climbed out the window and walked down the only road into the sun. Where the road ended and the forest began the trees moved to the silent wind…
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Poem – Woods
In the woods we take the worn path of hard dirt and decaying leaves following the recent activities of coyotes. Consistent and plentiful rain has filled in empty spaces with the silent guardians reaching to the morning sun.
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The Light Settling in the Woods
Old growth trees line a worn path cut from loggers decades before. The floor is covered with fallen needles and moss. A single white birch exists within the pine trees and glows no matter the time of day. Red squirrels run up tree trunks and jump to the next branch. If this is a…
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Retreat Vignettes – #1
Moments the chaos is held at bay when the pine filled sky sways and the ravens visit and the earth releases its pungent scent.
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Poem – Infinity
Removed from the city even for an afternoon layers of stress and blocks fall away, replaced by what the wind brings, what the trees take, and what the animals are willing to share. How else to rebuild the soul than to witness firsthand the infinite cycle of nature, of earth, of home?
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Road Home
The road home, over the hill, into the sky.
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Holding Up the Fall Sky