death Returning home to God in peace, undone from these bones in sweet release. Into embrace of the supreme, the most for which we can dream when at last body’s breath does cease. Like the northerly flight of geese… Continue Reading →
Resurrection Embrace death in all that is earthbound as we rush ever closer to the brink. Rejoice in the puckering stink of leafy litter rotting on the ground, remnants of autumn forests once crowned in grand hues. Time demands of… Continue Reading →
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