Month: February 2019

The Gift of Connection

He was alone, crying in his hospital crib. Carefully manipulating the foreign attachments to his body – one feeding tube and a blood pressure line attached to his ankle, the IV taped and secured to his right arm, I picked him up. I sat…

Collections From Breathing

A simple breath, the bubble forms then floats in┬ásearch of things adored keen awareness, filling bareness collections placed and interlaced a meaning soon restored. She dipped below an ocean wave And gave with grace a treasure saved of centuries old, its story told seasons…