the star burrow

Sun sets, new day old things drift away. Past faces behind time's door. Washed from the shore Wind heals old ways ...

I've been dreaming of many paths, greeting many faces, seeing many trees, falling in love under many moons, wrapping up in blankets, dra...

we are transported to a phosphorescent dreamland dipped in leaf blood, resin streaked on our faces moving clockwise round some otherw...

today I went to send some love and healing to one of the largest trees in the local park, the one that I heard by word of mouth that the cou...

let's sing and dance in the ocean of vibrations. it's just outside the door and heating up the hearth. it's beating in ou...

"Our community should involve long dead poets, sharks teeth, the heavy frost on a Scottish glen, the erotic trim of a Bedouin ...

(photo is not mine) you know when something is so magnificent that you see it, and your whole body and heart aches with its beauty ...