on the dirt road
through the greening valley
witness hope unfurling before you
Go Slow
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
on the dirt road
through the greening valley
witness hope unfurling before you
<3
That hill across the road looks very much like the one due west across the road from my home before this past weekend. Now much of mine is burnt black. Happily I know from prior experience that next spring it will show green again, scrub oak being amazingly hardy.
Your title is also a Buddhist blessing. I aprpeciate your illustration with words and the photograph.
oh! I didn’t know that. Thanks CL 🦋