In one season there are blooms and in a year there is life.
When the tree gets it’s limbs cut off, it grows new ones in different places. That tells you two things: … More
The trees with their stressed limbs still stretched towards the sky in taut poses knowing that if they keep looking … More
Moody scenes are seen by all who wander into cool waters lit by paper candles floating endlessly in the fog.
There is magic all around us, without reserves and in endless pigment. With your mind you crate and with your … More
All that rises must at one point set.
… And yet I love to hear you sing because when your voice rings through the air, your honest soul … More
So much ephemerality in this transcendent reality. The common truth is that we all end our journey at some point … More