Tag Archives: Grounding

HAND. LAND. MEANS OF SUPPORT.

Hand. Land. Such means, which range from well seen to unseen, of support, more vital than such thick walls as bar all possible admittal to the most fortified war fort. Having such strong underpinning often differentiates so much from not … Continue reading

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IN THIS AGE

In this age, where no one listens anymore to the birds up in the trees. . . where no one even lets the choir who sing hearts full into their song and patiently receive the preach, to humbly bend out … Continue reading

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THE SUN COMES UP ANEW

When sun comes up and stubborn sleeps you rub out from your eyes, and then, you stretch, your back you scratch. . . and, after a few early breaths, you sigh some long and waking sighs, and make a plan … Continue reading

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