Where Nature and Elegance Meet
The new cold of an early autumn night flows across my cheeks kissing the tip of my nose as I sit silently. The canvas lawn chair is a bit tattered after another summer at the fire pit but it has just the right amount of recline to allow for stargazing. The night is clear, clean …
…my long flowing branches with small, delicate leaves would catch the wind only for a moment then give way to the power of Gaia’s breath allowing it to pass onward through the cycles. My skin would show deeply beveled grooves illustrating the story of the lives of all that have been within my view. My …
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