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chasing

somedays you are being chased, somedays you are chasing. STOP! Leap to higher ground!

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Fly overs

i look up and little legs and orange yellow wings flutter by. you can not toss a caterpillar into the air, and expect it to fly – nor can you open a cocoon from the outside.  tonight i sit by … Continue reading →

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sweet dream

small hound lost now found a sofa now is holy ground, as sweet snoozes in the air resound. Grace is home, safe and sound.

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Shadows and light

in the shadows deep in the shadows i see a bright white light, carefully stepping into the sun.

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directions

over head i hear a honk and another and another up i look, expecting to see a flock of Canadians winging it North for Spring instead i see You. flying South. remember you too are a multitude!

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Butterflies

there are butterflies in my heart, and my stomach. but none yet in the unbloomed flowers of the garden. patience, Spring will come and buds and hearts will open.

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Squirrel hunting

“squirrel hunting for dinner” Sometimes you say something – and people hear something else. the old carny trick holds more truth than many a sacred text. “Come see the Man Eating Chicken” – the horror, the savagery! yet, all of … Continue reading →

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flight paths

overhead the sky fills with hawks i look up as the wings fill the sky taking my breath away with the possibilities of flight. Then, as i sit behind the fence, feeling both secure and trapped, a cardinal flies thru … Continue reading →

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Stripes

as i child i was told “it takes all ages and stripes” and “You can’t tell a tiger to change his stripes” – not to mention somehow i needed to “earn my stripes” but no one ever said, “there will … Continue reading →

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Wind and rain

The sky is gray. Light rain dusts us as we walk. Gentle winds make music of chime and branch and the owl calls from her nest. All is tone.

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