The dew is indiscriminate and falls on everything.
Just be the beast that was born.
Feed that animal.
what we see when we’re not too busy to stop and consider
Breathe out fear
I am happy in this place. Can I stay here?
Why does winter hold so much energy for me?
Do you believe in the breaking of solar systems?
I found this rock: layered and heavy with making. Sediments in distinct layers.
There are many stories that tell how this all began, the men and women. I will tell you one such story.
When we find our own dignity, we learn how to find the dignity in others.
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