Moon rising over water totems in the park an eagle soaring highly the soft call of signing lark We choose to only notice beauty see only what we see fit I think you might agree knowing only one dimens
I was shown a creation story it started on the back of a turtle and it moves just as slow Centuries and generations of people given no room to grow See this story isn’t about crow, coyote, or bear it’
after Galway Kinnell Wait, for now.
Though each day seems a tunnel like the last,
remember that this, too, will pass.
Maybe you stare at your sixth ECG tracing today
and wonder if anyone can see the h