Choir Practice

His constant constellation Is home to the Worthy Star Watching over the lonely. The night, silent again Throbs in stellar concert. Midnight, clear. Shepherds await the returning angels, Tell us where and when To stand.

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Marching Brand

The moon hangs white, like a frosted ornament, out my window. The ocean, in ear shot, rumbles like the tummy of the world digesting our history. The human, the animal, the natural and the spiritual

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