Lone coyote whispers through the shallow grasses that bind the ridge above to the creek below. The moon throws off the last of its refractions from the deep end of the indigo sky. This morning he is lost in the abundant daily question of life or death? He has no executive function impeding his drive […]
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“Faith itself sometimes needs to be stripped of its social and historical encrustrations and returned to its first, churchless incarnation in the human heart.” Christian Wiman This day is for the breathing in and breathing out of solemn thoughts and steady prayer. This day is for the walking long and quiet on the trail […]
The day dies young in winter, into the dusky cold… o go inside it says, make fire! I am declining, remaining, out beneath the indigo. In this descending, thoughts and moods laid low, as waiting, as dormant, the silent length of nearing night is hard, a rasp on the cheek, a bite on the ear, but […]
James Scott Smith 