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Stretching to Infinity
There is this idea that children have a fear of storms. The distant rumble of thunder a warning to run to their parents' bedroom, throw back the covers, and burrow deep into the familiar warmth.
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The River Speaks
There is a web and it holds us.
Pieces come apart so we help rebuild it.
We are a species that has forgotten our place on the web, so the earth reminds us.
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Yellow Dream
Something Yellow
There is something in the bright yellow of a dandelion that makes me smile.
Something sweet in the golden drip of honey,
The way it turns your frown ever so slowly into a smile, -
"Reach Up: Hope in the Night Sky"
-Reach Up-
Hope in the Night Sky
To those who are brave - the blind they seek
Call past a dark dancing - look up
A whisper, a strand, a sigh
Find where the stars - hope -
