STONES OF THE SKY
I'm coming, I'm coming, wait up, stones!
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Sometimes, some tone or season,
we are able to be together, or to be one,
to live, to die in this great hush
of hardness, mother of all glow.
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Sometimes flowing
through volcano's fire or river'
I have a love/hate relationship with ❄️❄️❄️. This weekend, I'm not too happy with it -- it's canceled Christmas parties and our moving truck ????. BUT! I'm making the best of it with cookies, hot cocoa, a fire and slice after slice of this Rosemary Cornme