Darling, I know you are scared to **** your garden Because you are afraid it will look too bare But those pretty flowers you crave need space to grow So even if it takes you a lifetime Pull the weeds Disturb the earth Plant new seeds
Riding the Sunrise to its zenith Our destination the Northstar Gazing at the crescent moon above us Thinking of friends who are far
Whispered prayers carry on the wind Telepathic connections magnify emotion Waiting to ride and make art out of ice Carving the helix is meditation in motion
Missing my snowboard buddies and the sweet ride on powder on a perfect winter weekend in Utah.....