Take me home The blue ridge mountain, The Shenandoah river, Misty moonshine taste.
Locate laughter A little laughter, Pays dividends in this life, Find joy in moments.
Naturally urban. Smogless sunrises, Yield to urban afternoons, And dim cobalt nights.
Just Arizona. Morning filled with chill, Tree branches without blossoms, Little wintertime.
Dawn of a new year. Ritual, habit. Bring intentionality, Into the new year.
It was a half moon that began its slow climb into the sky that night. It rose from the east, first peering through the long dead trunks before hitting clear sky. The stars seemed to part to make space for their majestic king. The light in the darkness spread across...