Tuning Fork

Come, o my soul:be struck against the Spiritso that your rigidity flexesand you quiver in resonance– mind, body and spirit –with the perfect pitchof love in concertwith life.

Breathe on me, Breath of God

I breathe in search of you, praying for the Wind to stir the dry leaves of my spirit. I would settle for hearing them scratch against one another, any sign of Life in this otherwise dry & lifeless heat. Come, Wind, and dispel my stagnation, full of vain longings...

Dizzy

I will dance until I am exhausted,twirling in circles with my arms wideto take it all in, spinning as though the busyness will help meto build up the courage to affirm that it is all good –that it is all part of life,that all that is life is good:the...

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