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the long adventure

Stones are rounded by the caress of water, three hundred thousand years without me. I am so small. I am so big. I am just a speck on the page of this long adventure. To breathe in the dust of … Continue reading

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Love Is What We Do

It’s no small thing, the love we give, the love we take. Silence is filled by it. Hearts are overwhelmed by it. The air reverberates with its perfect effervescence, the light that spreads it far and wide, filling every gap … Continue reading

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Bruised

Our hearts are such tender vessels, aware of what feeds, withers and morphs it into a swelling sea to marvel at, to puzzle over, to praise. When the blue sky is magnificently bruised by Autumn winds hastened by the chill … Continue reading

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