The May-pole is up, now give me the cup; I'll drink to the garlands around it; but first unto those whose hands did compose the glory of

Although we may cringe at the thought, there is beauty to be found here in this place of impenetrable darkness and cold.  There is a light d

After the expansive, outwardly focused time of light and warmth I'm craving the balm of darkness where I can settle into my soulscape an

May the sun bring you new energy by day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow

"Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems." ~ Rainer Maria Rilke

Life is quickening. It's barely perceptible, but if you open your senses and tune in to the quiet hum within the earth you can begin to