Midnight wings unfurl
into updrafts of spirit.
Does seed fear the ground?
Waves the sea?
A dog barks in a mountain village
as color falls from treasured face.
What’s the weight of a breath?
The heft of a sigh?
A husk drops to the ground to
rattle and roll down the hedgerow.
In their earthen den, two cubs root
for a nipple as the sow awaits spring.
A WELL TRAVELED HEART 
Hey there would you mind letting me know which webhost you’re utilizing? I’ve loaded your blog in 3 completely different web browsers and I must say this blog loads a lot quicker then most. Can you recommend a good hosting provider at a reasonable price? Many thanks, I appreciate it!
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Hi! I use Word Press, the cheapest level, and a free design. I am very happy with their performance.
Best of luck,
Cindy
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