Winter Rain

She’s like the wave that washes my skin. Come over the tide, over again. And like the wind that blows and has always been, Forever in motion- Always will win.   Win she may, but let me explain, She rides like the river, begging for rain. Little she knows I never feel pain, A horse […]

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Lands of Life

“The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page.” ~ Augustine of Hippo I often think about traveling, moving. The destination, whether here or there, makes little difference. The reason is simple. This reason dwells upon wanting to move, to have motion; a motion of life.. an active involvement […]

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