it's there and then gone almost like light, flashing me chasing lightening blinding me for just moments beautiful brilliance, blazing illumination glowing, bursting, glaring dreaming in dazzling light
Some say mere luck Your lucky you got this That the others did not have Anything like what I just Stepped on, picked up and kept Alive when others never thought A simple rock could bring so much luck
That place in mind so dark that bats can see just fine is where I go to hide and find that light again to repeat my tired cycle of dark to light to feel the pain to better illustrate all that remains is no love means no gain
after winter rage silence blankets frozen earth a white raven calls
Had 22 inches at yhe house here in Anchorage and saw the white raven today that has set up residence in Anchorage this winter. Another 12 to 16 expected Sunday.