The Inner Country

The world seems to be crumbling alliances disappearing the few grabbing power the many paying the price with their sweat and blood. Mind yells, “Charge into the fray, change it all, protect freedom!” Soul knows differently. It sees the true dictator within. Stoking...
The Whispering Hurricane

The Whispering Hurricane

It starts as a quiet whisper a little voice telling me how I’ve been wronged. I cock my head to listen, and the words quicken, anxious like a bird’s heartbeat in the palm. Soon, I am seduced into a hurricane of thoughts. They rush and swirl, twirl me around until I’m...
Dancing Trees

Dancing Trees

In this forest of dancing trees, haunting sounds slip among waving branches. Cries and groans chill the air as though someone is screaming from pain. I crane my head this way and that trying to find the injured rabbit, lost fawn or maybe a trapped raccoon. Soon I see...
The Inner Blossom

The Inner Blossom

Dear one, imagine if you could gaze on flowers, all day, every day, how their velvety petals, in periwinkle and scarlet would ignite the love in you. Like the cosmos on its spindly stem, you would dip and sway in the breeze, exuberantly, unabashedly dancing to a tune...