1.16.2012

Constellations



"The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness."

~ John Muir

1.01.2012

A Green Grace

The mountains rise up like great green tidal waves, a chlorophyll canopy dancing in the sunlight, resting beneath the moon.

Ancient songs pass through me, incantations of era’s past and present wafting through the deciduous deluge.

I follow this vein, letting it carry me through stream and stem, observing every stone and cone placed before me on this path.