She longs for spring In waiting to see What her garden will bring Tired of seeing trees Without leaves

Before the sun rises, Grandpa and he take a long walk. They walk over mountains, and vall… They walk and walk. Until they reach a pond filled wit…

She longs for ways and times lost… To regain what was, is not possibl… How to create anew from ancient th… A stone, old, worn, filled with tr… Ancient truths, covered by the san…

Spine of this landscape; this moun… Bathed in hot September sun Live with lizards They let her join them for a bask. She sits and savors this

Kind words can wipe away a tear Softly spoken will erase fears Kind words can heal the wounds Gently and patiently said—morning… Kind words are a blessing to the b…

Wandering aimlessly thru this maze… Intimately afraid of the darkness,… Reminiscent of the things, yet to… Standing in the sun, as the warmth… Crying with the thunder, as flashe…

As she looks to the sky She sees two stars This is the first time she’s seen Them In a long time

It was a lonely journey Although the number was sixteen th… Forced to seek a final home... A land to house this native throng… Four thousand lonely journeymen

As she sits here all alone, Thinking of you coming home She wishes the door would open wid… And you would just step inside She has not faced that dreadful

Resting in a shaded branch On the land called Valley Wind Ranch. It is the prettiest place You will ever see!

Women warriors laboring over hot o… Boiling their bras in the pots. They are the witches of their own… Dancing to the flute caressing the… Feeling the heat of their lives,

Small Precise in her hearing And seeing She asks herself how Her thoughts connect

Like your name, You gather up the light And, smiling, share its wonder, Somehow persuade the bleakest day To part its clouds,

A boy awoke All drenched in sleep Taking a glimpse Of the bitter colony Pleasant dreams