"Now and then a faint thunder-whisper is heard... Most grand, most beautiful storm! Then new music — that of the delicious rain, and in such abundance that it washes away the very memory of the parched and burning day." ~Caroline M. Kirkland, “June Twenty-Ninth, Eighteen Fifty-Nine,” 1859
“I tried to hold fire once...see from a distance it mesmerized me captivated me for hours at a time The more it danced with the wind, I felt my body sway to its rhythm I tried to hold fire once It's glow drew me in closer And although I know full well the damage that fire can do... Staring directly at it, I know it's beauty too... ~ Sanjo Jendayi
“I am filled time and again with a heart-aching wonder when I think of the fire and frost of memories of the everlastingness of love the solace of family and the power of prayer.” ~ Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
