The Rusty Sage Brush is a metaphorical dancing in the rain. A blog about life, thought, pointing at the water and discovering how to not take oneself too seriously while learning how to embrace each moment with childlike joy.
Wings fixed, sure
separate the earth and me
and near the clouds
a dream awakes
“I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, the hopper, the destroyer, and the cutter, my great army, which I...
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