HEAVENLY FIRE

I struck a match and put it out, for it’s light was too little to shine. But, it touched a paper, that touched a curtain, that touched a wall, that touched a house, that touched […]

ON TARGET

A hawk soars effortlessly over head for extended periods, barely a flap of it’s wings. … And, then, with greater focus and intensity it dove towards the ground as if the target had been identified.  […]