Wide as Sunshine

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A step outside of thought

and I return in

to the unknown.

To the cold,

dark waters

of early Spring,

 

Where attention

gives us

each to receive.

 

Before discernment there was wonder.

Within the silence

there is song.

All around

the frogs

are chirping,

A soft red

touches

the branches,

And with eyes

as wide as sunshine,

I return to nothing.

  • Douglass DeCandia

    My name is Douglass DeCandia, or "digs." I am part of a collective of individuals working to make space for people to connect deeply with each other, with humanity, and with the land. As a farmer I am committed to soil, to growing and sharing food and medicine, and to the healing of both people and the Earth.

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