Heart of Gold

A heart made of gold is a heavy thing to bear But of naught else would I have mine crafted Wood decays and burns, at all else would tear Stones unrefined are but elder hearts drafted   Diamonds won't break, neither can they be reshaped Stars glow conflagrant and never could be tamed Of the precious metals, many... Continue Reading →

Every Bird and Branch

Even the plants on my windowsill stand a fair bit taller and more proud, emboldened by their addition to the polychromatic symphony. Mayhaps that is the secret to living well - seeing the morning sun.

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