Where the sun touches water… The sharp edge of light slices through the illusion. Caught between time, between words, I open to the vast space, the deep well of longing closes around me, falling even as I fly. I take wing and tumble into myself. Only silence bears witness to the vast unknown stretching beyond. This point, this place of remembering where I begin, yet again. First written on January 3, 2025 while in Rhode […]
Touching Water
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