Near The Outlet Of The Lake Of Thun "Dem Andenken Meines Freundes Aloys Reding MDCCCXVIII." Around a wild and woody hillA gravelled pathway treading,We reached a votive Stone that bearsThe name of Aloys Reding. Well judged the Friend who placed it thereFor silence and protection;And haply with a finer careOf dutiful affection. The Sun regards it from the … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XIII. – Memorial, By: William Wordsworth
Origin Story of the Nubians of the River Trail, By: Michael H. Brownstein
When money was newand Ray was young,the world went crazy. Everything we wanted to tryfilled itself with glitter and crystal.This became the way of soldiers. Our people gathered food,found a way to developand Ray grew into a warrior,his mouth a wide cave,his teeth sharp and careful. We changed our moneyto the currency of love,created weapons with words,Ray mated with … [Read more...] about Origin Story of the Nubians of the River Trail, By: Michael H. Brownstein
Prayer Mats, By: Mary Bone
The prayer mats were unfolded,as a bright light filled the room.The Lord's grace filled this place.Heads were bowedgiving thanks,for the food and endless blessings. … [Read more...] about Prayer Mats, By: Mary Bone
Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XII. – The Fall Of The Aar – Handec, By: William Wordsworth
From the fierce aspect of this River, throwingHis giant body o'er the steep rock's brink,Back in astonishment and fear we shrink:But, gradually a calmer look bestowing,Flowers we espy beside the torrent growing;Flowers that peep forth from many a cleft and chink,And, from the whirlwind of his anger, drinkHues ever fresh, in rocky fortress blowing:They suck from breath that, … [Read more...] about Memorials Of A Tour On The Continent, 1820 – XII. – The Fall Of The Aar – Handec, By: William Wordsworth
Unscramble Your Brain, By: Teri Dourmashkin
Get out of your head, and into your heart.Overthinkers rip their own selves apart.Don't need an outsider to scramble your brains.You do it to yourself, scratchy tapes all the same.Keep turning the wheels inside out.So much frustration, the obsession just mounts.I've walked that road a million times: only get singed by a thorny vine.Let it go, give it up to the … [Read more...] about Unscramble Your Brain, By: Teri Dourmashkin