“Standing still, I watched the world heave and swirl around me in the air. The sandy earth of the beach was making itself visible to my young heart, reminding me that it still lived and breathed. I grounded myself in the granules and refused to let the wind take me away. I could barely see through the thick yellow sand… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share
“Aboard a boat of leaves I float, allowing new stories to unfold. Of cresting and falling winds, streaking words across the sky.… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
“Leaves I twist between my fingers, closing my eyes as thoughts drift. Into the momentous winds of time, the red-orange will soon… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image
“Whispering wind, a quiet breath exhaled across years of tiny, fragments of light. Glowing in the breeze, like silent fireworks, accentuating my… — Susan L. Marshall Copy Share Image