Unbroken spirits
Midst the heavens roar
On gilded wings they soar
Through the valley’s deep
Over stones they leap
Unbroken spirits
~Mark Schutter ©2016
~Mark Schutter ©2016
There are days… The skies crack open, to reveal a faint path to heaven. Or… The earth belches…
Weekend memories linger Dropping into the void Pedaling the earths curve Where dusty single-track Will lead us back…
Just over half way through the month of November and I sit at a little over 40,000 words…
There is a small light, always shining in the dark. If only we would stop and look, so…
What will you persevere in accomplishing in 2014?