A Cardinal flies in to light my fire. He becomes my intuition. Encourages me to fight for the Most Improved. They are not fireproof.
It’s risky to run after it rains. Engage your heart.
A feather drops to remind you of its power.
I enter the revolution with a mask and a feather.
Death writes me a letter with a fresh tip.
Our ancestors are watching.
I left my feathers with the foxes. One step at a time.