Browsing Category: Short Story

               Returned from countryside and wild, mind and heart remained behind.  She dreamed of the ambers.  She dreamed of the golds—sunlight through the trees at evening shade.  It was where she longed to be: in daylight’s end, serenity and peace, solitude of shared-soul company in vast open of a world—in magic of a place.                […]

               They lived their autumn as a spring.  Amongst the scarlets, golds, and falling away—they lived and held loving in the vigor of life.                Like bird and bee in natural-wilds, he took to her offered blooms of pinks and rose, fixed and unbroken attraction to her open flowering.                Cool of dawns, end-heat of […]

               The leaves began as amber, but in penetration of the sun and translucence of the light, they were changed and made to gold.  In their cast, in their hues, she stood in spirit and the wild                She was beautiful in the gold.  She was beautiful in the blue—of sky and denim’s wear—and in […]

               “The sense of complete surrender to a larger life and greater power, of which love is the very substance and ground, is characteristic of nearly all high mystical experience…In this state…“the thirst of the spirit is suddenly fulfilled by the Infinite,” and “God takes possession of the ground of the soul, without passage of […]