No footprints when we go

mist hangs above the hills above mist hangs stone face of mountain above mountain face hangs a net of sky- crack! there are wings and they rip the net!                    and the Dance flows on                    everything flows toward the rim of that shining cup   crossed sticks lie on earth between crossed sticks-pile of ash … More No footprints when we go

Choosing time

  Choose whom you will serve.   Choosing time, He said it; it started in the womb. He said it. We all must choose; but whom? . Worlds before you, kings and kingdoms full of grace, Realms of power, realms of disgrace, Realms of glory, realms of pain, recognize them by their name. . Caesar … More Choosing time