Tag: Waning Moon


This day, this oft-ignored escape, this place The nascent dawn breathes calm and dewy chill, I’m beckoned, enter in this backyard space, By fluttering finches: “Come, enjoin the trill!” Sudden scramble – feeders newly filled, Squirrels resume their tussling, chipmunks fussing Scurry scuffling soon… Continue Reading “Meditation”

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