Poetry

Your Sweet Song

For all of you, perhaps a little confused, dismayed, dropped off of your golden path. Did the garden stop being …

New Song: Your Skin

This tune started out with many, many parts, and gradually got whittled down to where you find it now. I …

Quiet?

Quiet? Out here my breath flows…

Embrace

Set back from the gusts,

We gathered, prayed and set fire to the temples,