**my blog has been temporarily down due to someone hacking into it and placing pictures of Indian women in bathing suits-sorry for the inconveinece- although i did lose some pictures and writings- i am officially back**

July 25, 2008

when light is soft and purple shadows form small rivers that slide down the sides of mountains, I bow down to the earth from which I was made.
When golden rays illuminate seas of wheat fields and a warm dusty wind dries the tears from my eyes, I plant my roots and reach for the sky.
as the crescent moon appears from the curvature of the horizon and her brother sun melts into the other side, my two hands form one and i surrender my forgiveness gratitude and release of my own decry.