Praying with Fringes 6/11/2014 – the beehives of my dreams

16 Has my heart gone to sleep? Antonio Machado Has my heart gone to sleep? Have the beehives of my dreams stopped working, the waterwheel of the mind run dry, scoops turning empty, only shadow inside? No, my heart is not asleep. It is awake, wide awake. Not asleep, not dreaming-- its eyes are opened … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 6/11/2014 – the beehives of my dreams