sunlight gilds long grass blue sky intentions reach high dreaming untethered
meet me on the bridge
where the chasm between us
no longer divides
for harmonious journeys
The light that poured in through her window was the only source of illumination in an otherwise dismal existence. They said her harsh treatment was deserved, that her idle ways had led to an inevitable conclusion. Only she knew just how hard she’d strived…
labyrinthine streams wending in life-giving flows feeding reveries
ever watchful eyes seeking opportunities certainties forgone
ivory forms glide adrift in silent dreaming wraiths on the water
Colette O'Neill... Environmentalist, Author, Publisher, Photographer. Creator of Goddess Permaculture.
Creating a Meaningful Life
Exploring our connection to the wider world
Wrangling literary arts for writers: words for people!
watching the world of brain research