"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Thursday, February 21, 2013
small stone: trees-in-waiting
Spiny seedpod cracks open to the sun.
Little fluffs of white revealed,
ready to take flight on a breeze.
A nibble for a curious bird?
Or perhaps a tree-in-waiting,
looking for its soil.