Autumn is a time of year when we on the lower-east side of the country always welcome the milder weather. You know those days when the sun is out but it doesn't burn your skin? Where the breeze has cooled...
Tag: Garden
Tree.
I stand alone,Ground beneath and sky above—Gentle breezes that dance with heart Upon my leaves.In this vulnerable place it is difficult for me not toCall to familiar things—To live as I once lived. But I will not, becauseIt was in losing my life that I found this tender place.But if I try—really tryTo find my … Continue reading Tree.
Where I Am Home.
I hear your voice Soft, tender, strong— Its resonance cuts through mist and fog And even though my eyes are clouded, Covered, misted, hidden from light, My heart can see, My heart can hear, My heart can feel where you are. Confusion lies behind tired eyes And occupies real estate in my mind, But You … Continue reading Where I Am Home.



