at the edge of light and shadow
The soul roots into earth,
not only the unseen
Another speaks the words:
“all the people living in peace...”
knowing the gardens of the tangible,
drawing us a map
And doors are opening,
those who come will find their way
at the edge of light and shadow
The soul roots into earth,
not only the unseen
Another speaks the words:
“all the people living in peace...”
knowing the gardens of the tangible,
drawing us a map
And doors are opening,
those who come will find their way
I'm going through all my photographic material and digitizing it for storage. I’m wondering who the people in these army photos are. My father, I conclude from the information on the back. We really do have the same eyes and forehead.
I'm going through all my photographic material and digitizing it for storage. I’m wondering who the people in these army photos are. My father, I conclude from the information on the back. We really do have the same eyes and forehead.
And in stillness, I receive.
And in stillness, I receive.