It’s true. I talk to mountains. This one in particular has my heart. At the top of Rammel Mountain lady bugs summer on sharp-edged boulders, wild raspberries twine through the rocks. This is where I’m headed. At the top of this mountain I will leave lyme disease behind.
On these pages I’ll be posting poems and quotes, words that inspire and encourage healing, words that a solid, still, unmoving, moving mountain wants to hear from me. I hope you find words that speak directly to you.
Where We Live
Is no place to lose your wings
So love, love,
translation by Daniel Ladinsky