I plant seeds and reflect on the nature of the human condition.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
She Still Brightly Sings to Me
She still brightly, sings to me
was once unexamined Epiphany.
Vessel of mysteries - Time and Death
bow in her presence, indebted.
Calling the tides of water and wind,
lighting the fires within, within ---
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