Inward turning, sigh
Accepting what moment is
still there still, still here.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Spiritus
In the name of the father. Little by little in the name of the holy I will remember. I’m not hearing any more deathbed apologies Better ...
Popular Posts
-
I walked by her house again last night windows twilight grey, empty two beige porch chairs missing. At home ordered the legendary Italian ru...
-
"Wait" Wait, for now. Distrust everything, if you have to. But trust the hours. Haven’t they carried you everywhere, up to now? Pe...
No comments:
Post a Comment