As you gaze at the starlit night, the stars and their history overwhelm you. These are the same stars that have watched empires crumble. The stars that have guided countless wayfarers back home.
Read MoreButterfly eyelids flutter open as a faint breeze caresses my cheeks. Iridescent spirits ride the wind, soaring through spring meadows, skimming wildflowers with pointed toes. I lie on my back amongst the swaying, tall grass in this blessed, abundant landscape, prospering in nature’s rebirth.
Read MoreThe shed, though now charmingly overgrown, no longer functions as a shed. But at one time it certainly did…
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