Give an ear to Nature.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on May 4, 2020, in Guff and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. This afternoon, Nature speaks in the rhythmic fluttering of young doves descending from nest to feeder ‘neath the oak. Listen closely, tiny audible wing winds.

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