August Passage

Lughnasadh takes in its harvest-roughened hands the reins of Summer’s languid steed, pulls back firmly and spurs him over sleeping golden grasses towards the distant blue mountains.

About alphabitomega

Born in Fort Wayne, Indiana. I geeked out early and still live out that karma as a programmer analyst. Learned to love Haiku and found nature to be the most interesting worldly companion. Still a geek, but no longer suffering from technophilia. Now I'm geeked out on the essence of life.
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