dancing to winter’s rhythm every move is wrapped in stillness slower ever in grace as the wind wails to the bitter sounds of silence chilled by the season’s death.
–genece hamby
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quietly i faced the dream that tortured me for years and found that it wasn’t a frightening monster or deadly foe turns out it was always a true blue friend offering me prosperity and the peace
I sailed in. The sun warmed the nape of my neck and lit the sea and sky that blended into a background of high steep cliffs on three sides closer to the shore double strings of fish strung by th
