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A Safe Place to Write: Beneath the Surface

A Safe Place to Write: Beneath the Surface

Do you, fellow writer, find this to be true, too? When you check your Blog Stats, sometimes very old posts pop up that have recently been read and you go back to rediscover them too, along with all the imperfections? So today, I have to tell you thank you for...
The Hawk in Silence

The Hawk in Silence

The hawk in silent majesty soars in moments of simplicity as the snowman slumps near sidewalks trampled by dirt while last week’s slick ice apologizes its long departure but the willows stop weeping as all day and all night the sky works to bring this morning’s marvel...
To the Lighthouse

To the Lighthouse

A breath, a breeze, a wave frozen in time. A seagull sketched above the horizon then erased. A thought, a word. A memory lingers and fades. Morning walk, the eye— the lamp of the body as Nature speaks, distilling Deity. A trunk, a twig. A nest rests precariously. In...
In the Woods and On the Water

In the Woods and On the Water

Almost overnight, Trees transformed into gumdrops— That’s what I call them. Through the red maples, A black squirrel caught my eye. What a rare moment! As if being chased, I saw deer gallop and leap. But they were playing! Todd found a bookstore In Three Lakes. I...
Where the Eagle Soars

Where the Eagle Soars

At Eagle River, I am reminded, we mount up On wings like eagles. In humility, We must know how to come down. Face things as they are! Still, O heart, be still. Water appears like glass as Birds fly branch to branch. Mind, body and soul, “Be still, know that I am God.”...

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