When you center the inner realities, your sense of time, depth, and truth changes...Don't let the shallowness and speed of daily life cheapen your inner wisdom.
~ Penney Pierce
The canyon bleeds, then deepens
and darkens ...
A sliver of white moon in the east.
Thin Light spills into the gorge
and the river sings an ancient song.
At the edge of shadow, night:
dark stone, pine scent, water,
cascading Light.