Year of the Horse 2014

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I stand, I run, I make the earth my home

feet treading between the roots, the air all around me, hear rushing water and see lush green; a cool dark earth dripping with life, crumbling between deaths.

a dwindling light that makes the highs low seeking treetops, dappling 

the earth responds and sends a sign; a sliver moon over the horizon, she loves us and moves around in circles.

2013-12

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Christmas Eve 2013

between the earth and the sky, thunder and lightning play, with emotions that elate and scorn, the shock and awe of all that is alive. She sleeps, he's awake. He sleeps, she's awake. Words comes easy when the silence is present. All other existence is full and covered in layers of deep dark holes that go nowhere. My own words fill my head. 

Bifurication.

2013-11

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