the house dissolved
but the hearth, the heart
of home remains
Stone Ghost
How A Hearth Makes A Home
the woods are our walls
and the floor a carpet of forget-me-nots
we use the sky as ceiling and heaven as the roof
We Gather Near The Hearth As
tiny flakes
of a big snow
fall on our little house
Fire In The Sky
sunset
glowing like
a warming hearth
Flue
Stones reach into the sky
inviting angels to take a place
at the hearth.