Sit still as you walk
Be still as a picture. Draw upon the wisdom of four seasons. The texture of a cloud, the green of a lake, the scent of sod, the cool under thatch. The transluce...
Be still as a picture. Draw upon the wisdom of four seasons. The texture of a cloud, the green of a lake, the scent of sod, the cool under thatch. The transluce...
Their line is gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun. -a Psalm We sat on we...
He came here with a love carved a patch of ground out scrub poplar and willows dug a dugout drove posts in stony soil played his guitar at dusk at twilight wand...
Outside. Dark. Movement overhead. A bat, zigzags after mosquitoes. Then in the distance, lightening. Tricks of light. Steady strobing but barely perceptible. In...