Sitting alone in class with twenty kids, he saw it. A vision. The path wasn’t clear – it rarely is – but the destination was certain.
Tag: Poetry
Another poem – Bumblebee in the basement
Life and love and beauty are all in the framing.
The Church of the Dancing Calf
Lots of writing. Lots of words. Lots of love…
Sitting alone in class with twenty kids, he saw it. A vision. The path wasn’t clear – it rarely is – but the destination was certain.
Life and love and beauty are all in the framing.