Saganaga Serenity
When I am willing to be very still I hear my heart beat in my ears The wind gently pushes against my eardrums And the chickadee, audacious and clear, Sings a silk thread of whistle in the low breeze hum … Continued
My Breath – with addendum
MY BREATH I’m getting older. At 70 years old, my knees are somewhat stiff and my hips are sore, even as I roll over in my bed, slide my legs over the edge of the bed and hang them briefly … Continued