These majestic mountains rising from the crust, rising from the turbulent magma beneath. They operate as signposts for the two cities that are each known by two letters. These epicenters of darkness search for candles to hold up to the mountains, but find themselves empty handed.


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Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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2 Responses to Rising

  1. the pretty poems says:

    Ohh wow loved this 💕 what’s the inspiration behind it? Is it part of a bigger story?

    • Thank you for your kind words! I was reminiscing about time spent in both LA and DC and comparing those times with existing at a higher elevation (with many many less people). It is my own affirmation that I was born for the mountains and the high desert. I I’m sure there are plenty of folks that need to be closer to the ocean (whether they live in a huge port city or not). I simply need to stick with what provides the greatest release, peace, and artistic outpouring for me. Thank you for inquiring. 😊🙏

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