the wind freshens for rain
the forest is tender
i am of the forest
i trust you to trust me
Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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- Being Still for 20 Minutes
- At the End of May
- Pelagic
- Passing Showers
- Meditation
- Apparition
- Space Traveler
- Some Days You Know
- Botany
- Beautiful
- The Material of Heaven
- In Untended Corners
- The Bends
- Answer to the Riddle
- Spellbound
- Opening At Last
- Let the Stars Appear and the Frost Come Down
- Willy and Maud
- After a Hard Fall
- Open and Celestial
- Plaintive and Haunting
- All Things Beautiful Are Brief
- Adrift in Moonlight
- Existential
- Some Would Call It Prayer
- He Thinks of Years Ago and Wonders If She Will Return
- Philosophy
- Grand Opening
- Under the Mayapples
- The Next Moment
- Rain in the Woods
- The Distance
- Of the Forest
- Tall
- The Godly Sense
- Spring Woods Until Dark
- Prayer in the Future
- Reaching
- Thunder Late
- Sarvis
- Pleading with the Elements
- On the Appearance of Bluets
- And She Is
- At Sunrise
- Sea Change
- Life at the Edge: Test Flight
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