Eyes to the East
The voice like an airhorn buffets the country with meaningless sounds, the swaggering gait of ignorance futile against mounting crises. Up has long been down
September 24, 2017
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The voice like an airhorn buffets the country with meaningless sounds, the swaggering gait of ignorance futile against mounting crises. Up has long been down
Connecting the thread from the dimly lit present back through the darkened past to the ancient forgotten, before the slain, the hardened earth, what comes
Fire rages down the dry slopes, years of sunlight lift in choking smoke, falling as ash blanketing the valley. The sun dull orange we reach
Thankfulness for the morning sky then silence carving inner space, hollow bone, empty reed, ready for heaven and earth to make their music.