“There is a human wildness held beneath the skin that finds all barriers brutishly unbearable.”– Jim Harrison A mind once caught in a cage of propriety and decorum now released from the elusive trap of society’s expectations. Advertisements
Haunting morning breeze velvet clouds surrounding me
When the Santa Anas rage across the desert floor they fell even mighty saguaros who’ve lived for many decades. Howling and roaring they march, creating a wall of dust as jackrabbits run for their sheltered nests. Hairy tarantulas scurry to their burrows, diving underground to avoid…
“A violent windstorm the night before the solstice.”– Jim Harrison Here inside these walls where the winds can never howl entwined within your arms as the world outside tears asunder in majestic wonder of a monsoon rain.
“Saw a poem float by just beneath the surface ” -Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason I sat amidst the gnarled roots of an ancient tree watching water flow to and fro and all at once I caught a glimpse of poetry floating softly…
Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come. Rumi My heart wants to know if my love ever made a difference did it fill the emptiness, did it ever matter?
His mind’s all black thickets and blood.” – Jim Harrison In the deep heart of the dense forest amidst captive shafts of untouched light here is where bramble berries flourish while the land surrenders without a fight.