Unanswered Questions

Unanswered Questions Come honeyed light,time runs through un-tongued songsof being, now a wind symphony,later a pulsing hum of the moon. You feel the cycles turn, robin summerand peacock blue become swan white, sky and riverturn to icy mint, your skin tingles. But who am I?If storms rip holes in clouds,is it so that light can […]

Unanswered Questions

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