Wind in the Spirit
There was a time when the wind touched this spirit. Now the breeze is so soft I can barely feel it. Willow bent low to […]
There was a time when the wind touched this spirit. Now the breeze is so soft I can barely feel it. Willow bent low to […]
Angels should guide us. They should be flexible. Winged light, motion in flux. Ascending up and outward, touching upon our inner souls. But the only […]
I Sang a Song. I whispered words. I held a song. I knew the words. They felt wrong. I cheated death. But it came back, […]
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