Somewhere
A wistful narrative for the adventurous soul
Take me somewhere
Where the sound of light breaking over mountain athedrals
Is a chorus of birdsong and fragile words
Where the wolves jaws scoop me up and wash me down their river of existence
Allow me the grace to
Collide with thunderheads and dance amongst lightning lovers
Witness the pressing pages of a heart to the earth
Now reprinted with grass and petals
Follow me to the precipice of time
The malevolent hourglass
Fluttering leaves spinning within
And fading seasons
Like ink bleeding into water
Held
Caressed in the stillness
Of a moonless night
Show me that space
Where living and dying
Numbness and raw emotion
Are not tethered
Posses neither boundary nor compliment
The void overflows
The universe unraveling into itself
About the Creator
Amanda Pays
I am a horseback nomad in the Western US. I love writing poetry, prose and missives on my experiences living in the wilderness, aiming to provide a unique perspective on the natural world and advocating for all wild creatures and spaces.
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Well, I did enjoy this! Sometimes, all you need is just great storytelling and this is what Lucille Guarino delivers here. There's no big message to this book; it's just about folks and families, living their lives and coping with everything that's being thrown at them and finding their way. But when it's done well, like it is here, then you have characters to whom you can relate, tension which leaves you rooting for a better outcome, attraction which has your heart racing and an urge, as a reader, to see the characters happy with the people with whom they belong.
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