Dawn fades in,
or erupts-
but birds still chatter,
sounds will gather,
and the break of day
begins another chapter
of unnumbered pages,
even as the final morning star
waves goodbye.
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The sun had set but it was still light and I had to get over and check the traps before I lost the ability to see. Snow clung to my boots a...
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I have a good friend who once told me if I found an eagle feather not to pick it up or touch it because in his Native American spiritual be...
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