[et_pb_section admin_label=”section”][et_pb_row admin_label=”row”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text” background_layout=”light” text_orientation=”left” use_border_color=”off” border_color=”#ffffff” border_style=”solid”] After decades of wandering, after life itself had turned me down, I retraced my steps back to the octagon altar. Vines had overgrown the stones that I had once known and a coldness hung in that space beneath the trees. In my mind, I shambled…
Comments
2 responses to “Stones Do Not Lie to Bones”
There’s the poetry I love from you. That’s beautiful! It seems like only a beginning, a tease … you leave me hungry.
This is wonderful prose that also speaks the truth about how we live. My involvement in AA, the Men’s Weekend, and Landmark has given me the ability to choose to see the world through new glasses, no longer shaded by the figment of where I came from.