maybe infinity finds it impossible to take root here torn between shifting tides and so much mud ... CONTINUED
vespers (ii)
the sun dips below faraway hills while scattered clouds flame into lavenders, pinks and grays. a ... CONTINUED
vespers (i)
for what will i sing in the gathering gloom? a heart's desire which won't let go? wisdom to feel ... CONTINUED
talking with rumi
rumi might say that love is just the other side of a stone wall your mind has built where ... CONTINUED
(the problem with) nostalgia
i don’t really know the blood which flows in his veins (though we happen to share the same last ... CONTINUED
in between (once again)
on the ghost-white page we connect in a space far outside of time. and through these scribbled ... CONTINUED
somewhere up ahead
with hands thrust deep into pockets the hours slip silently past one into next without ... CONTINUED
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