The Calling

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When you stand before the fire There shall be no more weeping. The trees shall whisper and wind shall moan: Your fate is in your hands. What is the path of your choosing? How shall you walk this road? With … Continued

On the Passing of the Poet

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. “When does a life bend towards freedom? grasp its direction?  How do you know you’re not circling in pale dreams, nostalgia,  stagnation but entering that deep current   malachite   colorado   requiring all your strength wherever found your … Continued