07 Jan The crossing... carine roth
How to tell you...
What cannot be named, cannot be told, has no name.
The god with no name, the god of great crossings
On a line, one step at a time, following in your footsteps, follow your tracks, don't get lost, don't leave anyone behind.
Being together, tribe, pack, community, collective action, one brave heart at the center of gesture and word.
How can I tell you how much I love you?
"Where peril grows, that which saves also grows".
And we're not looking to be saved.
Don't surrender, friend, don't surrender.
