We find our way back together; birds fish, sheepish nests, wool and air

Once upon a while I wasn’t there. It’s good to die in that sense

Egos waffle, wax and wain

We only need to worry about the rocks in our box, bag, wagon

Keep climbing

And what we see each time we arrive is a matter of perennial


Unfolding like a soft blanket over hours.

I. Owe. You. Me.


Dare alla luce

Refuse to hide your shadow.

Dare to give to the light

Truth brings all our parts together.



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