Telling the Truth

connecting the dots of my life

grass bends at its touch

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grass bends at its touch

raptors ride its warm currents

leaves dance in its wake Read the rest of this entry »

“When I no more can stir. . .”

Late last week I felt like a dry well.  Not sure what I wanted to write next for the blog.  I decided Read the rest of this entry »