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God of the summer rain, send us each a moment of shaking laughter or tears to crack open the dry, barren land of our hopes deferred. This post is linked with dVerse Poet’s...
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Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing (or wrong turns and right turns), there is a field. I’ll meet you there. -Rumi * * * If life’s a highway, then I’m in trouble. I felt good when I turned 30, knowing I had...
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The way a snowflake melts into a river, this is one way to explain it; the way everything is changed and yet what was remains, now part of something more. This post is linked with dVerse Poets Pub. Photo credit:...
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The twins ran to the kitchen shouting, “Mow! Mow!” and I followed to confirm the sighting. For months now they’ve named and claimed every “mower” they see as we drive or walk through town. Every lawn mower,...
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(this is what I’m listening to as I type, though we live nowhere near a field) * * * At our old house, the cardinals swooped and soared through the back yard, pausing on a tree or fence before flying through the air again like a...
