Last fall, my husband and I went to Texas for a wedding, and while we were waiting for a train to take us back to the airport, an older g...

may I learn to live and be changed yet remain the same may my soul retain a light at its center and shine a candle's flicker ...

steam fills the sugar house until the ceiling is lost in a white haze and the enticing aroma of maple wafts out across the dormant garden...

the stream has been calling to me in its calm, rushing voice from the shallow gully it has patiently worked int...

they tickle the fringes of my mind whispering from somewhere deep within my soul feather-light words not yet formed pleading for entran...