Sorrow fills the night- Frozen rain falls, windstorm moans. In the distance…lost.
Sorrow fills the night- Frozen rain falls, windstorm moans. In the distance…lost.
Soundless dark pressing. The road rolls in the headlight- An owl flies away.
Twilight…and dusk falls. Roads diverge, travelling on— Ocean falls away.
Sunrise blue and grey Mountaintops bathed in bright red Roadways of black stretch
It has been 530 days since I began the footpath of sharing my personal shrine with the outside world. I have made 300 posts to include poetry, gardening, personal musings, and a bit of social commentary. My personal observations have…
old weathered tree trunk fattened with age and season shattered stone beneath
red, golden, orchid distant horizon glowing warmth infusing all
palo verde green lavender smoke filling air clear sky striking blue
Sun hidden from view. Air heavy with misty rain. Direction unknown.