By Ken Allen Dronsfield As horse hooves pound upon hard clay and rock trail dusty, water stained curtains move in gentle humid breezes. Thunder reigns o'er the lands off in the distant mountains here, it's quiet, tough to breathe spiders tiptoe across the table. Glistened tears fall in puddles swollen red eyes pray for … Continue reading With Honesty Comes Rain
Academy of the Heart And Mind 