Dancing Water

We walked by dancing waters, sunlit droplets, shimmery sparkles, twinkle lights suspended in mid-air; I closed my eyes and imagined a babbling brook; our jaunt became a forest journey, tree-arching canopies, pebble-lined paths, the breeze undulating through leaf-full branches, and us on a pilgrimage walk. There are sounds that calm  my heart — rain onContinue reading “Dancing Water”

The One Who Holds

Back behind the building, growing lush against a forgotten track of rusted railing, thrives these yellow petals, a profusion of nature living against manmade metal —industry meets creation, art by happenstance, a commingling of what has been  seen since the expulsion from Eden  and the forged fence meant to keep  us partitioned from these blossoms Continue reading “The One Who Holds”