"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, January 3, 2014

small stone: day three, 2014

the icy crunch of grass under my feet
the golden glow of the rising sun
winter peace settles around me

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