02/28/201702/28/2017She Came in Through The Broken Arrow Scroll down to content The energy is my breath that skates along wonders of the earth, It speaks the houses in character, And brings graciousness as it returns, To my lungs, to fill me up, and feed the plush of grasses, To give abundance in redundance, To the feed, And tend the masses. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by kenbunny ⌘ View all posts by kenbunny