Huntress of the Holy Sound. {poetry}
Come home to the river
lay your body down
give the bones
of the past and future
back to this holy ground.
Sit here by the water
listen to her song...
Browsing Tag:
melody
Bridges to the Next Breath: These Are the Hours.
These are the hours when the light floods everything, until the sunset reminds me that I am dying, that we are all dying, and that now is the time to live.
Make Time for the Music, Take Time for the Memories.
If your child has a desire to play music or is artistic in any way, encourage them. If your friend from work has a weekend gig and invites you, just go.