I find this song endlessly stimulating and quite powerful – especially resoundingly loud 🙂
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a sensitive and spirited tumbleweed
We're all on a road to somewhere.
"And so she rises, green and bright. She is naked, porous and ethereal, a tiny autotrophic star."
Channeling the multiverse of ideas
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Desert Spirituality for the City
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straightforward poems for straightforward people
All my Words are Silent 
Waa! Sparse, simple bones of beauty, spine-shaking stuff, thanks!