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| Friday, March 13, 2015 |
Sunrise, like the unfurling flower, comes promising fruit.
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| May 7, 2010 |
Her song, oft rehearsed, not yet sung,
Awaits my voice.
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| May 25, 2011 |
One of the most enduring reasons why I moved to the NC beach was to have a box seat in the arena when wind, water, cloud, and sky come to joust under the cosmic beacon's glint.
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| May 25, 2011 |
Cycles, no two the same, yet comforting in their constancy, await me each morning.
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| November 27, 2012 |
Heaven's covenant renewed.
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| May 21, 2013 |
How can I not come before the new dawn full of hope ...
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| June 18, 2014 |
... when the sky is all that limits my dreams.
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| December 11, 2014 |
