* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard