A Free-Flow Poem on the nature of reflection and how nature is a reflection of true nature itself.
Smoke hissed and bled into the air, it was dark and the rain clouds covered the stars. Massive, swaying evergreens stood comfortably spaced for miles around, careful to leave room for one another’s roots and branches to unfurl. If the rain picks up I’ll have to take cover beneath one- it isn’t safe to continueContinue reading “Mother Spruce, A Story by Erin McCaffery”
A poem on the nature of life, shifting away from conditioning, and stepping into ones own power.
The kingdom of heaven opens During a long cold winter. The light Has never been brighter As it reflects off a sea of white. From ground to sky, All I see White. May the angels be heard In the chirps of birds Who didn’t fly south for the season. May God be known In theContinue reading “God is Alive on a Cold Winter Day”