
backside of a storm
hoping someone’s getting rain
we all need more love

backside of a storm
hoping someone’s getting rain
we all need more love

digging through archive
finding a forgotten gem
a birding lifer

walking dry creek bed
encountering another
a hunter of fish
a walk in the woods
after long awaited rain
earthy smell of life

all life ends in death
worldly things are left behind
how much is enough
what we hold on to - owns us
letting them go - set us free
