"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

Friday, April 12, 2013

the dawn: a small stone


Dawn is breaking. The whir of a bicycle passing. The air is washed clean from the pounding rains of the night. Birds singing to my soul. Sitting in peace, in this one perfect moment...


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