Flowing from the stats like rains over deserts dreams rest in heavy clouds a sometimes flood washes reality away leaving our vision clear with only purpose remaining waking dreams chase us through our days a reminder of the magic that waits for our awakening - Caroline A. Slee
awakening
The Divinity of Nature…
Drinking my coffee this morning, in a tiny break from the strange humidity we have been having out here, I found myself not consciously thinking of gratitude - just feeling it. Between the mourning doves starting their morning conversations, and the sunrise viewed through the pepper tree, and the general quiet of the neighborhood, I … Continue reading The Divinity of Nature…