Talons gripping the crag's edge, the eagle gazes across miles of sheer rock face. Treetops and low clouds obscure the stream on the floor below. He attunes each feather to the wind's whisper. When the call embraces his pinions just so, he leaps. Not a trial step or tentative wiggle of…
Ruach gusted from the Creator's lips into soulless forms on the earth. Life billowed into flesh and gave significance to the carcasses. Darkness shattered the perfection of Eden. Creation turned from its direct connection to Pure Lifebreath and distracted itself in a clamor to gasp for its own survival. The earth staggered and suffered…
A tremor seized the floor. Mary tumbled onto the cool, gritty surface. She flattened her arms out to either side as the quake rattled up the walls. The ceiling heaved as if it might cave in on their heads. She hugged her knees and studied her friends' gaping faces. Wide eyes…
Vivid panels twist and swoop, as two-dimensional figments come alive in the skies. A matching tail streams behind each one. Kites mesmerize me. I imagine myself riding the air beside them, as if I were meant to glide on the windwaves.Perhaps I am. Perhaps we all are.Grounded kites offer little entertainment…