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Holding Space
Watched from afar by loving eyes of grace. Angels stand silently at attention holding space. Ragged breaths float…

I reckon… it’s time to get LOST!
“ð‘ºð’ð’Žð’†ð’•ð’Šð’Žð’†ð’” ð’šð’ð’– ð’ð’†ð’†ð’… ð’•ð’ ð’ˆð’†ð’• ð‘³ð‘¶ð‘ºð‘»… ð’„ð’‚ð’–ð’”ð’† ð’Šð’•’ð’” ð’•ð’‰ð’† ð’ƒð’†ð’”ð’• ð’˜ð’‚ð’š ð’•ð’ ð’…ð’Šð’”ð’„ð’ð’—ð’†ð’“ ð’šð’ð’–ð’“ð’”ð’†ð’ð’‡ ð’‚ð’ˆð’‚ð’Šð’.” I reckon it…

The Haunting Of…
Stare into my eyesAnd what do you seeBeyond mere physicalThe redness and fatiguePast a tiredness and regretThe HAUNTING…
Haiku Friday – Silent and Loud
Silent equine screams Hoofprints gallop through my dreams Loud thunder it seems ~Mark Schutter ©2015 My first foray…
Dreams of Dirt
Dreams of dirt, and muddy yesterday’s. Mt. bike rides, and colorful memories. ~Mark Schutter ©2015 Where do you…
Fears and Doubts
Its high noon. Sun blazing. You awake in a field and birds are pecking your skin… an erratic…