how they reached for one another

I would begin with the letters they wrote to one another. Begin with their words of the daily, with a thread of love woven around them.

Carnavalesque

It is beautiful to acquire skill – through meditation, through prayer or patience – to simply live with emptiness when it arrives.

Crows

Between the hills and the channel, the crows flew into the cornfields as they had two hundred years before.

Respuesta al tiempo

The day begins
with sweet night’s
memories

Declaração de amor

… this language is outside the cube of space

Canción de la soledad

Casi no hay quién pasa por áqui // en el sábado solitario // sábado de las ausencias
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Almost no one passes here // through this Saturday solitude // Saturday of absences

We Don’t Run

There was fear in his voice, acidic, and with it immediate anger.

Wildlife News (page two)

The plot thickens! And the butler may have done it, after all…

The Standing Desk [β] – Day 40

Forty days of rain, forty years in the wilderness, forty days on the mountain; forty years old, forty sons, forty cubits, forty baths, forty days’ fast.

every meal weaves miracle

Every meal weaves Miracle;
water, sun and soil are its threads.

Earth to earth

I haven’t built a house, or surveyed for a map, or planted a garden. But by listening listening listening I’ve followed the sprite of movement.

Wildlife News

… in the stillness that followed there was a loud humming of wild bees that wouldn’t let the song fade.