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Silver Falls State Park May 12, 2023 . [ 1748 ]
Still Mountain
Not once has the earth lied to us, or deserted us, yet see how we treat her. Hummingbird, bluebird, mourning dove, crow. Wise, the still mountain. Where else to go? What else to know? . [ 1747 ]
A Magnificent Beard
Yes, I’m in pretty good shape for the shape I’m in, but I’m also banged up around the edges. For instance, no one would look at me and think I’m younger than my age. They’d likely think I’m older. Be that as it may, I’m often greeted as if it’s understood I have a sense of humor. And just the other day, the tow truck driver who came to rescue […]
Lilac Tale
The two little girls were surprised when I gave them each a sprig of lilac and asked them to smell the flowers. They were hushed, too, because in their boredom they’d torn them off, along with others and many tender leaves. And they were saddened, when I gently told them we’d given the plant to my mother many years ago, that it was her favorite, and that though she had […]
Hanging On
I don’t see my mind as weak or strong, but as one that’s cheerfully hanging on. . [ 1744 ]
Singing in the Dark
A brisk walk this morning instead of a slow run. Farther, faster. How interesting. How odd. And then there were the robins, singing in the dark. One was on the sidewalk, absorbed in his song. As I went around him, he didn’t stop once. He seemed helpless, almost. Imagine that much music in your throat. . [ 1743 ]
Moss
Moss on the ground, moss on the shrubs, moss on the trees. Moss on the sidewalks, moss in the street. I dare not stop. I dare not sleep. Moss on my feet. . [ 1742 ]
Stone’s Throw
I lived, I died. Some say that isn’t enough. But it is, I assure you, it is. . [ 1741 ]
Some I Remember
A little bird, watching from a fence post — some miracles I remember; most, I forget. . [ 1740 ]
Spirits Speak
When we gather ’round a fire, spirits speak. Some of us are in human form. . [ 1739 ]
William Michaelian 
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