some of my words
poems, tweets, musings with life-giving intentions.
this morning I ran with a song in my head
my eyelashes and hair grabbing drops out of the fog-weighted air I sang past the milkweed under its grey-sparkled blanket a spider's home illumined its loopy strands bridging trees across the path raspberry plants proudly sporting pendant necklaces near Floradale Road the cicada song rose to take the lead vocal and I forgot for a moment to sing until I touched my wet hair and realized I was soaked in praise rain kisses earth as earth
exhales its dry, dusty breath rising to meet the life-giving drops and we inhale the scent of longing fulfilled |