The feel of a much needed hug in a moment of sorrow An unexpected helping hand from the stranger The curl of the tiniest of fingers wrapped trustingly around your own A gentle breeze on the cusp of Autumn And the way a leaf...
How easy it is to lose oneself in a kelp forest. Between canopy leaves, sunlight filters thru the water surface; nutrients bring life where there’d other- wise be barren sea; a vast eco- system breathes. Each being being being’s link.
A stream in a forest and a boy fishing, heart aflame, head hush, tasting the world— lick and pant. The Holy Scripture is animal not book. I should know, I have smoked the soul of God, psalm burning between fingers on an African afternoon. And how is...