And who says you must wait until time's nearly up to learn how to scream//to learn how to breathe//or to learn how to notice the air around your lungs
The Air Around Your Lungs
Ruminations of a Working Man: Wild I Am
Some songs get you going and remind you who you are. This morning as I drove to work, this song came on and I listened especially intently to the words.
A Question For My Readers
Dear readers in this small corner of the world... Today, I sealed my fate. I purchased a plane ticket to Ireland where I will meander for about one week.
Lines
I got lost in the stars tonight and, in what felt like the very first time I discovered imaginary lines between the ever-present light They connected to the palm of my hand and from there, to my heart and all that I am They burned, so I could hardly stand I fell to my knees,... Continue Reading →
