Karis

“Singing rose up from the convent, filling the woods with a peaceful echo that tried to penetrate her heart and smooth her features; but nothing could ease the pain of saying goodbye.”
― Kate Willis, The Twin Arrows

“December is a bewitching month.
The grey of cold teases
to explode into something worthwhile,
into a dream of cold,
a starlight shower you can taste,
a cold that does not chill.

I've lost my memory
of my first snow--
did I gasp at a field of white?
Or scream at the freeze
untill my cheeks reddened?

The crunch underfoot is satisfying
and the thrill of virgin snow
near leaves.”
― Joseph Coelho, A Year of Nature Poems

“We can't grasp heaven until we release our grip on earth.”
― Danny L Deaubé

“Strawberries.” Willa slid those eyes shut now and loosed a blissful sigh. “If there are more tomorrow, save me one. I saw some in the village, but they were too dear.”
― Roseanna M. White, A Name Unknown