January 26, 2015
The Bone of the Earth
There is a silence that belongs only to stone. It is not the silence of a room or a forest, but a...
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Reflections
January 25, 2015
The Far Bank of Memory
Every river is an archivist of human passage. When you stand on the wet silt of the bank before the morning traffic...
January 25, 2015
The Veins of Quietude
We walk past the small things as if they are merely background noise to our own busy lives. Yet, if we stop...
