Oh boy.

The Lwa are calling. 
The wind is sharp and the nights cold, 
Yet every time my heart thrums,
Cool Water and hot Fire from the earth comes beating
through my veins.
Like footfalls,
The Lwa are calling.

The stars are singing.
Clouds blanket the sky and hide their shimmer,
Yet every time I share a melody
Harmonies of Air and humming Earth finds
my ( Read more... )

I walked up to the front door of work and noticed a whole slew of birds, lined up, chattering softly to oneanother on the frame above the entrance.  I counted at least 13.  They sat, motionless, watching me without alarm.  I was used them being calm around me, I was the only one as far as I knew that they didn't dive bomb while their nests were ( Read more... )