Somewhere in the Night
The skies are clouded but beyond the layers of gray and black starlight and a moon I cannot see. I travel knowing but not knowing
The skies are clouded but beyond the layers of gray and black starlight and a moon I cannot see. I travel knowing but not knowing
Christmas 2023 The long night lengthens on a rain swept evening, blessed dark as wanderers from afar we traverse the city. Estrangement from the sacred
The waters of life flow across the wheel of time bringing change and resolve. While the horrors of war plague the silent earth yearns to
The trees are a problem, their roots lifting sidewalks to the autumn sky and my complaints bitter with the choices between hardness and life. I
Poets of grief multiply in the killing fields, transcribing bitter fruit. Who am I to speak of ancient earth, life beyond the terrible sadness? Perhaps