I keep thinking about this minnow in that tiny pond
then I worry about these puny wings trying to reach Heaven
I’ve lost count of the markers along the shore
each one farther from where we parted
translated by Red Pine
quiet moments in nature
Art and Literature Beyond Borders
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
Keep on Reading
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Refresh and start a new chapter
A Discovery of Enlightening Insights, Information, Humor, Writings and Musings
Se non combatti per costruire la tua vita non ti rimarrà niente
THE RUSH HOUR BLOG
Becky Ross Michael: author & editor
We are all just babes in the woods.
Poetry, Opinion, Politics
Artigos para Reflexão, Resenhas, Filosofia, Frases de filósofos, Cultura e Arte
Leonard Durso 
Amazing.
Glad you like it.
Welcome,dear!!
Four lines! And the whole sense of being separated from friends. Magnificent.
It’s is, isn’t it?