If you want to believe our life is possible, come.
Look out the window where the wind blows a brief shower,
of leaves on the stream, swift with earlier rainfall, and try to imagine that they love their vanishing merely to leave the surface untroubled and clear.
Then listen for breath in this room without music.
While you can hear it the stream makes a personal sound.
Enjoy.
Look out the window where the wind blows a brief shower,
of leaves on the stream, swift with earlier rainfall, and try to imagine that they love their vanishing merely to leave the surface untroubled and clear.
Then listen for breath in this room without music.
While you can hear it the stream makes a personal sound.
Enjoy.
3 comments:
All sacrifices gratefully received by the rest of us! Tk's
Nice blog you got going on over here. Beautiful slice of shot making.
All the best from NZ.
Regards and thank you, since you found me?
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