Foresting

It stands to reasonMother Earth never intended for wildfires in their heat and their rage,to be the main attraction. For it is their ashes,the fertile by-product,that will feed new life. Likewise, then, my heartas it swells upand into my mind,is building new channels,new awakenings,making forestsout of my pain.

A lesson for the early bird’s soul

We must be cautious of judginganother’s slumberfor we know not of their rhythms,circadian or otherwise.We awake at our own pace,in our own divine timing. Death does not have to be the browbeating boss, chastising us for a minute’s tardiness.Early bird, please remember:no matter when we awakenthe worms we need will be therenourishing out bones without …