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               Rain fell slow and steadily on earth and through its last they remained indoors and shelter of the home.  They kept the hearth full in burn, dry wood stacked and staged beside.  It’s burn and heat compounded in room, most strong before hearth and lessening in distance from hearth and flame.                 Front door […]

               The walls of the room still were dark, a gray of almost black that once had felt as home but one day, life-season change, it no longer felt as so.                In innermost room of heart and home, she no longer wanted darkness.  She felt and knew a different hue, embraced its changing as […]

“The body says what words cannot.”—Martha Graham _____                The body says what words cannot and through their two, they told.  Endearments and affinities; affection’s show, and true love known in strong and gentler tells; their bold was made to meek, meekness rose to bold; bond to bond, strength to strength, drive and driven breaths […]

               Cold arrived and settled in as sky made crisp and clear, cloudless and still as cold drew moisture’s presence from the air and formed as intricate crystal lattice over window glass of translucent golden glow as light of sun sought in penetration through.                Even within the room, bed, sheets, and down throw of […]

“Love and learning…That’s really all there is isn’t it?”—John Williams _____                Intimacy and openness, nakedness and trust: it was method to their art.  It was essence to their love and, as of bodies in the last—in make—they enwrapped in intertwine, one losing self in other and becoming of a One.  One’s make and lead […]

        Such is the way of Mystics: nothing said and, yet, a known.  Recognition of signs, aware in a sense: faith, belief, and special trust in spite of the absurd.         Recognition, attuned, aware of the signs—she believed and let the Spirit lead.