Hallowed Ground
In morning light with wind on the sea you wouldn’t think of all the earth holds buried, the unremembered dreams and ambitions past. Bones of
July 31, 2016
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In morning light with wind on the sea you wouldn’t think of all the earth holds buried, the unremembered dreams and ambitions past. Bones of
Silence in the sea; beneath the waves and wind quiet of the voiceless deep. Presence without words teaching change, mood and temperament, arriving full with
The earth will rise, seas will part, across the vast land winds of change turn day to night and night to howling dark. Animals take
A big city crow sagged the power line, giving me a one-eyed stare of dark caution. I saw a few birds, dogs on leash but
Down is up the final call when the great ship of mediocrity slips beneath the enveloping sea. The engine of geology moves the continents, biology