Musings – submitted by Thomas Baker-Swann

“Bundled by still warm dreams, gaze upon the ridgeline where the juniper’s sleep. Watch as they stir, glided by dawn’s lips. The rim on fire. Until the spill, light pours honey-slow down cold stone.” Spill your memory across stone, the memory that lies in your heart for something greater. It is here. “Give ear, O my people, to my teaching; incline your ears to the words of my mouth. I will open my mouth in a parable; I will utter dark sayings from of old, things that we have heard and known, that our ancestors have told us. (Psalm 78:1-3) What does the glistening stone say to you, what future does the ancestor speak?
–         Thomas Baker-Swann

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