Tag Archives: Maine

Counting Sheeps

I sit on the edge of my bed, Surrounded by sheep… The shearling slippers, now silent and empty in the corner, roamed New Zealand, The the ancient oriental carpet under my toes once grazed the Middle East, And the green … Continue reading

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island home

the fog floats the small islands into the ethers. full of invisible life, we are home here. listen. we hear You too.

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Sight

Sea love – SEE LOVE.

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