“I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can
begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.”
Category: nature
and rowed him softer home
the old birdhouse was stuffed with sticks and feathers
at first glance she thought it was a dried milkweed pod
how fragile
this baby wren
she gently cradled him in her hands
and placed him on a branch
where he had room to spread his tiny wings
and fly home
dichotomy
her days were a struggle between holding on and letting go
timeless fashion
sweet anticipation led to insomnia
she rose before dawn
and dressed in the dark
testing the waters
seems fitting
spring begins here
the origin of life
Licht Years 