I Have Found You Shaking #SOL18

I have found you shaking, bones rattling, in the wind and am reminded of my grandfather whose wooden reach stretched further than was comfortable. Grounded in dark, hard earth he pushed through life – lifting the soil. Unearthing fragmented crust the smaller parts defying gravity, clinging. On erratic branches we grew from him. Wild. Disorderly. … Continue reading I Have Found You Shaking #SOL18