9/17

i am here. right now, we i am here. the grass is green and strong with its many summer memories, whispering blades of stories to each other as i listen. the trees above are peaceful in the friendship they provide; overseeing younger beings as we grow and shift upon the ground. the sun is shining […]

the river

river flowing, tumbling down- mumbling, rumbling- whispering of things long since forgotten now, of all the things that you once told me. stream and creek with water clean, tell me all the words you know reflected on the rocks, the sand, the tiny fish, the toads. many times i’ve sat upon a rock and listened […]