Tracks
in the sands of time
breathe on the world
in your time and mine
ripples in the sand
washing over us
even on dry land
the grit of our days
living and dying
ever, always
Blowing, moving
over the earth
moving, changing
in this new life
ever flowing, giving
washing over us.
September 28, 2011
Rolling Ridge Day Apart Retreat
www.rollingridge.org
“Poetry, Nature, and the Language of the Land”
http://www.rollingridge.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/WEB-Poetry-Nature-and-Language.pdf
led by Ray McGinnis
http://www.writetotheheart.com/
Write to the Heart workshops
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Breathe on the World
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