“Where am I going on this glorious journey? To your house, of course.” Rumi
Together, we awaken
On this threshold day,
Crossing over to warmth’s embrace
Where every leaf is touched by green-splendor
Creating bowers where branches dance new life.
Here, winds clean bones of ancient gristle
Expanding Llorca’s green~ “Verde que te quiero verde…”
Together in this green
Eyes trust, expanding vision
Faith rises ,calling wonder
Love demands more.