A small glow of sunshine in the glitter of night towering lights suspend the sky as clouds roll over rooftops we come home a beacon calling our heartbeat the light that waits for each of us to return - Caroline A. Slee


The journey has taken me So far beyond the course I set In my arrogance Of maps and compasses And bright northern stars I fancied myself navigator Setting the direction And correcting the course When the winds And the tides Held their own ideas And set this journey Before me I return Though I ride … Continue reading Return