“Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then— open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.”
Mary Oliver
images and thoughts from my corner of the world
images and thoughts from my corner of the world
“Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then— open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.”
Mary Oliver
Insidecho 