“A horse is an angel without wings.”
sitting a horse back
riding forth with wings unfurled
soaring in the clouds
~Mark Schutter ©2015
Addictions may come. Addictions may go. Beyond the wanting, Mornings when it’s hard to rise, Wild horses drag…
Comes a reckoning, he thought. You drain me of everything inside. Then fill me before walking away. Saying…
Days drift while leaving; into the twilight evening; followed by the dark night; then mornings blessed light….
Into the deep darkness we hide Gripping the wings of fear we ride The light is unafraid to…
“Daffodils”    Photograph  Maleko ©2013
We must allow ourselves to be overwhelmed by the wonder, for there is where it all begins. #hope…
