Wrapping up our four-part journey through Cori Lark's Electric Ink: Writings of Cori Lark  ( Part II: Dreams and Undulations ), here's the final excerpt—a lively, elemental celebration of rain, wind, and shared adventure. Dated 12/99, it transforms a stormy day into pure magic: misty paths over green hills, lightning bolts, gusts that almost lift you off the ground, and the thrill of running through sheets of water. It's joyful, intimate, and alive with motion. 12/99 —Cori La

(Poem of the Week) Dear God, Dear Goddess, Blessed Be. I seek you attention— Please, hear me. May I remember my lessons— Allow me to see— So I am not haunted by the memories. By opposite energies together working Existence becomes— Creates you, creates me. All can turn cloudy Among the extremes— Grayness can cover, Hiding you, Blinding me. Then from the east Comes a warm spring breeze The moon shines a path near flowers and trees— The heart of the sky peaks into the bay— wave

New Passages my warmth of living from within— grew like the sun— a supernova spreading through my soul shocking my heart scorching my...