I come here to this island rich in growth clear warm fluid to catch its currents and swim its nurturing depths where I can breathe underwater and leave traces of my darkness to float like drops of ink in a glass bowl.
These tropics reside on the map of my heart for me to locate when covered by layers of sand in the desert on gray slate days barren days of lost inspiration when I am turned in on me and my tottering self the me I see on my pockmarked well-traveled and aged face each morning in the mirror.
I arrive here each time with a glimmer a hope I can find within me a point of light some soft and pure place a source a force where I can rise again.
This site is a place of encouragement, inspiration and nurture in the midst of this ****** pandemic whose news has gotten me down, along with just fricking getting old. Thanks my friends for being here, for reading my droppings, for enduring my idiosyncrasies and limits, my peculiar faith, and all the rest. I love you. I really do.