The Timewatcher

The Timewatcher sits at the helm of the clock knotting our prayers and our dreams in the dark, whispering wishes where willing-ones walk, spanning and spinning the spinning-spent spark. --------- Knotting our prayers and our dreams in the dark, He sits as the sentinel searching in space, Spanning and spinning the spinning-spent spark, pacing the blessings... Continue Reading →


The Girl at the Window

There stands the girl: strong, brave, and thoughtful. She gazes out the window taking it all in- the sunset, the warmth, the forest, the shadows- the multitude of tiny details which, for snatches of seconds, steal away her attention. A light breeze rustles across her dress and toys with loose strands of her hair. What... Continue Reading →

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