A non-believer kneels at the altar in silent devotion. Head bent and hands folded, she waits, Patient and resolute. In this hollow space, music flows through the air-- A celestial sound, divine and perfect. One hundred pairs of eyes on you, and mine.
I stand among the giant redwood trees and marvel at their sentience. Older than America, forefathers and Mother Earth. Fragrance permeating the air - bark and laurel, like bay. He brought the woods to me, this unexpected guest. I hold my breath. Shaded skull on skin, silk and velvet rose petals falling towards the earth.… Continue reading Sequoia