moon

moon tale

i want to tell you of the golden moon that hangs in the nearly blue sky in the hours between rest and return between fires and floods and the unknown lost so lost in the upswell and the downdraft of not knowing what to do […]

eclipsed

Sometimes, the shadows fall across the bright, the confident, the true. There is a breaking in the world today, a raw and open wildness that reaches out a hand to pull us up from all of the worries, the sorrows, and longings that sometimes make […]