Like a River.

She is searching for herself, like a river for the ocean, through the canyons of the Tiger Leaping Gorge. Twisting in the Lilies of the Caledonian Forest. In golden sways of countryside she pours. She is searching for herself, all the while creating meaning, ’round every bend and down each avenue explored. Rushing down theContinue reading “Like a River.”

Back roads

In a nowhere town, In an anywhere state, There’s a small group of people, That live tamed by faith. It’s a comfortable place, And I knew it from the start, If you didn’t fight it early, There’s no way you would depart. It has a way of trickery, Like it offers the Divine’s best, TownsContinue reading “Back roads”