Category Archives: Auto-writing and Remembering

Sweet Soul

by P. R. Lowe Copyright © March 26,2017 Joy was her game and love came in each footfall The call of something ethereal in her ways filling my days with smiling her beguiling scent never knowing anyone like her before … Continue reading

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Tree Sap and Star Dust

  copyright © by P R Lowe March 15, 2017 My blood is tree sap My thoughts are star dust My guts are molten lava of ages passed My spirit is the wind and my heart is a river flowing … Continue reading

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Advice From a Tree

copyright © December 20, 2016 by P. R. Lowe Imagine water as the elixir of life, see water as a tree does see; drink and appreciate. Imagine water as Nwyfre, or life force…that invisible force that drives and sustains all … Continue reading

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Finding Solace

copyright © Feb 6,2017 by P. R. Lowe Find solace in bird song, true joy in a bear cub’s eyes, feel a wind upon your face that does not lie and know trees that speak unfaltering love

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The Word of the Land

Touch a tree every day bless the water on its way light the fire of love in your heart and breathe it out into the dark

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Healing Moon

by P. R. Lowe copyright © November 14, 2016 (woke up in the middle of the night, with this complete, not a single word changed) Are we creatures turned away from the moon hiding in cellophane and plastic nightmares of … Continue reading

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She

copyright Nov 12, 1977 by P. R. Lowe She passes unnoticed the shadow of our self She follows the sullen river through the eyes of our passing always riding out the storm through endless dormitories of closing doors and locked … Continue reading

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