Monthly Archives: May 2018

Petals tremble in the dust of all the crumbling and the quaking of souls who despair in this black night   What remains here which is good, and holy, and true? What glimmering reflection can my mind take refuge in? … Continue reading →

  Dreams become memories, and the lines are fading between here and there…   Life’s ephemeral nature is visible I see it rise & fall Life is illusion, but so believable   As the dreamer becomes aware that she is … Continue reading →

The echoes of distant days still send ripples through my memory and blood.   Seeds are sprouting, but all the while death lingers,  fully present, even in the  height of spring’s blossom.   At the edge of darkness, tree lines … Continue reading →