I Choose my Love

I Choose my Love

My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a watered shoot;
My heart is like an apple tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.

Footprints

Footprints

I was watching a documentary about the newly discovered 23,000 year-old human footprints found on the dried up Lake Otera in White Sands, New Mexico.

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