For Maidens, Mothers, & Crones: Read past and current stories, gleanings, and surprises
along my path of wisewomanhood.
17 August 2009
Poem - Prehistoric Gratitude
the chirping chant of late summer bugs vibrating on the cool air of bedtime touches me, from ear to soul. their two note ecstasy of evening opens up a prehistoric gratitude for another day of enjoying life on Mother Earth.
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