I awoke in the spring steeped in memories and lost dreams, standing on the shore of an unnamed lake steeped in golden light. That path I have never left empties into the fields of infinite possibilities and choices and when I am present I see you both hand in hand.
(1) As the sun sinks into the grey water we watch one year become another from atop the cliff over the white valley. (2) As we run beneath the rising moon, the moon becomes us and we become light. (3) To the normal routine one year has passed and another arrived. To the natural world, […]
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