The Doorstop

Even the smallest thing will wait a lifetime for the passing shadow of love.
We all have stories, these are mine. I tell them with a heart full of love and through eyes of kindness.

Even the smallest thing will wait a lifetime for the passing shadow of love.

The heart is not written down on any map; true places never are.

Fealty with love, valor with honor, disloyalty with vengeance.

Watch out for those sparks, big fires start small.

Absence is a wind to love: small things extinguished; great things inflamed.

“Do you give the equine its strength?” Job 39:19

Old age and wisdom will always outdo youth and skill.

Fallen things are built again.

Your Wolf spent the week at a writer's workshop. His FIRST writer's workshop.

In which I discover a place that i've always known, but never all.