While I’m sharing a bit of Madeleine L’Engle’s writing … let me share a few…
Category: Reflection
is-ness
Yesterday I joined Facebook. This online social networking is still somewhat of a mystery to…
wise trees stand sleeping in the cold
The trees of winter have been catching my attention. Their barren limbs reaching up to…
till the bridge you need be form’d
A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d…
winter trees
life inherent life unseen bare tree limbs winter’s fruit branching, again, again recursion, algorithm repeated…
be prepared for him who knows …
Free-writing … stream of consciousness … chaotic … a mine-field of projects, ideas … and…