Cluster

Life and death. 

All in one. 

Where it all begins. 

Where it all ends. 

The only constant within it is change. 

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Hazy Sky

..Today, 

The crickets began singing

From dawn to dawn..

Perfectly,

On time. 

And so the seasons change..

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Somewhere

There isn't always a trail to blaze.. sometimes the trail is missing altogether..

Sometimes the trail can't be seen..

Sometimes one must leave the trail and make their own way..

In all these instances I listen..

And follow that which isn't spoken..

To find my own way..

Which generally is the right way..

At least for me..

..I prefer the less traveled road.

Brook

Morning..

Exhaling..

In the wind

Under the swaying branches

Before the rain

And the retreat

The first full breath

Of daylight.

Breath.

Barnardsville

Wood Thrush

Babbling Creek

Blue sky

Wandering

But not lost

Homesick

But home

Friends song

Held in the notes of the Louisiana Waterthrush

Spring has sprung

Quiet mind

Space

And wonder..

Tick tock

Adventure calls..