Mother Nature

  • The Ocean

    Lay down beside me. Run your fingers over mine in the sand. Knot the long grass. Kiss my warm cheek. And when the sun sleeps so will we. Until the ocean wakes us. Continue reading

  • The Puzzle

    I believe the world is a puzzle, and we are the pieces. All of us. The trees. The rivers. You. Me. These guys. (Awwwww. xxx)   But no, I mean really. That’s what I believe. We’re a puzzle. And though… Continue reading

  • Change

    I’ve decided to surrender. The universe has given me quite the kick up the bottom in the past year and reminded me of just exactly who I am and then some (and when I say, ‘and then some’, I mean… Continue reading

  • Wild

    The wild in me craves the touch of the wild out there. Continue reading

  • Autumn

    I’m lounging in the sun chair, peering into the Autumn. The window’s grown cold, just like everything else around here that once was warm. It’s like we’re in a corridor. At one end: summer. At this end: winter. Maybe we’ll… Continue reading

  • The Story Of a Soul

    Sometimes my soul hangs off me in strips. It makes me think of the bark that peels from fat-trunked trees; old layers tearing off in shards— like maybe the tree might be crying. So that’s what a sad soul looks… Continue reading