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I rather go Hungry being Out in Nature than To fill My belly with Four walls and Florescent lights I rather dig into The earth with Hands to Work for My supper than Wrap it in Plastic and Nuke it… Read More »Welcome Back
I rather go Hungry being Out in Nature than To fill My belly with Four walls and Florescent lights I rather dig into The earth with Hands to Work for My supper than Wrap it in Plastic and Nuke it… Read More »Welcome Back
Tip-toeing Through life Afraid to Step on the Flowers Growing on The path Before me I avoid My own Happiness and Wilt to The sorrow of Mindful Recognition that I can’t save Every Flower if I am to Move Forward… Read More »The Flowers on My Path
I rest My head Against The sun as Winter’s mouth Leans in Against My face Biting for A short second It melts Away in My mind. I’ve gone deaf to the world. Yet It isn’t Silence that Creates Stillness but… Read More »The Growing Light
Of all the days that have passed None have passed without a quiet goodbye Or a heavy heart Or silence for the dream lost For when a day is gone We venture into the next With loss With death With… Read More »Into Today