From the silver bunAtop her dainty, thoughtful faceTo her rhythmic feetDancing as one On the spinning wheel pedalShe enters into the work of creationShe plants seeds of tomorrowAs she tends to sheepGrazing in the meadowOthers shear them for herUnder her watchful eye, I imagineRaw, washed woolFills her basket nowLying in bunchesIt looks like matted clumpsContinue reading “Friction Creates Strength”
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Little Pine
Hey, little pine tree! Growing here upon this granite outcropping Stretching up toward the sun Surviving the wind Thriving despite imperfect soil A beautiful display Of luscious green Bending gently with the wind Your branches speak of strength Sturdiness and resilience Hey little pine tree! What lessons might I learn If I but pay attention?
Crumbs for the Journey 