Burnstown (Or, Spoken like a Renegade)
       
     
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 "We Who Pull Out Our Tangles Together"
       
     
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 "Often when I imagine you Your wholeness cascades into many shapes.  You are a herd of luminous deer and I am dark, I am forest,  and you run through me."  - Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Joanna Macy)
       
     
Burnstown (Or, Spoken like a Renegade)
       
     
Burnstown (Or, Spoken like a Renegade)

The Farm, 2015.

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 "We Who Pull Out Our Tangles Together"
       
     

"We Who Pull Out Our Tangles Together"

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 "Often when I imagine you Your wholeness cascades into many shapes.  You are a herd of luminous deer and I am dark, I am forest,  and you run through me."  - Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Joanna Macy)
       
     

"Often when I imagine you
Your wholeness cascades into many shapes. 
You are a herd of luminous deer and I am dark, I am forest, 
and you run through me."

- Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Joanna Macy)