Listen closely – for the whisper exists.
I have to drive to Peace River.
I want to be alone.
Come with me to Tok.
I want to be with you.
Please come sit on the edge of a Grand Canyon.
I, I want to walk across never-ending fields.
I, I want to walk into the heart of the Farmhouse.
I need to change, don’t I, you whisper.
I need to apologize, don’t I, I whisper.
You can if you want to, I murmur.
I don’t want it, life, this way, you say.
Essential moments of stillness and movement; of desperation and hope.
Peace River (exists) – it is the geography of our soul…whispering… “All of you is welcome here.”