Wisdom from the Falling Waters

There is a gustling of water behind Falling with joy and roaring pride, They danced and sang from stone to stone, aloud. Somewhere in the middle came a path quite narrow Yet allowing the happy water to garrow To the other side so shallow With trees around to cast a shadow. Why are you soContinue reading “Wisdom from the Falling Waters”

The reflected myriads of everything mine

photo: Pavel Babiienko   As the dawn drew closer the beautiful mirror rose high and slow gracefully gleaming through the green summer leaves of high and low.   With a warmth of hope and spirit the mirror awakened the sleeping cosmizens bathing them with myriads; myriads of green and shine myriads of front and backContinue reading “The reflected myriads of everything mine”