When our days become dreary with low-hovering clouds of despair, and when our nights become darker than a thousand midnights, let us remember that there is a creative force in this universe, working to pull down the gigantic mountains of evil, a powe...

in the painting we are running somewhere towards a hole where all the/ people we need to forgive sleep, burrowed below their grim winter/ grasses, fury they are — // eger to pet them, sorry, we say, we're late in our forgiving. Come out, come out,...

Scientists say/ a larger hippocampus serves the species well in the season of remembering,/ when stored cells grow and die,/ replenishing through winter’s hunger,/ when the chickadees return to flit and fly/ to every buried need.  Sarah Carey,...

“At times, our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” Albert Schweitzer Read my article in Elephant Journal Read...