This New Earth

    This New Earth The summer harvest Has been reaped To feed our souls. The last bounty gone To the dust of leaves, Clinging to the mother branch Until the swirling breeze Seizes them for the ground To heal the soil, dried From August drought.   One last fruit, Grateful for the light, Ferociously... Continue Reading →

Oh, Child

A Oh, Child Oh, Child, How you hold your form. Soul of infant stars Ready to go nova. Bud of tree Rooting in familiar soil Infusing wisdom. Hatchling of hope, Fledging of wing, Seeking flight to All. Leaf, spring green, Uncurling for air With perfect fingers. Pure soul, Chaste stream, How you feed life, How... Continue Reading →

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