Mountain Road

Poem conspired in a forest, the only place that makes sense.

Thanksgiving

Spending Thanksgiving away from Canada brings a whole new meaning to the holiday. When you realize that giving thanks is not about the traditions you have but the traditions you make.

To Not See Is Not Blindness

Mist, white as patiencedevours the mountains slowlyProud cedars, resigned to their fateaccept what they have comingEven as their comrades disappearEven as they swim,up to their necks,in the pale unknowingEquanimity, they breathe, into the silent surroundingMy body is glued into this momentif I peel away now I will forever be less like a sticker worn down …

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