A poem to call one back to beauty.
Our sacred stories tell us the truths we believe about ourselves, the ones that feel like freedom and lightness of heart. They are the ones we miss when we have lost touch with them.
A poem about the ongoing pain of dysphoria.
A weather shaman’s song to a beloved land.
A poem for love of a world alive with light and rain.
A poem to a gentle land whose quiet rains inspire life.
Inspiration flows in us like deep waters, like secret springs. Its waters flow freely, even when it takes effort to draw them, and they are always shaping us inwardly until we do…
A poem to celebrate all of my followers, and the joy of writing!
A poem to summon the heart of land, sea and sky.
The world stirs at the touch of dawn’s earliest light, filtering in sideways through morning mists, and the first breeze comes like a pleasant, waking sigh. So breath and movement awaken as dawn’s veil grows thin, and all life begins a new song.