12.17.2015 (10.18)
mists ghost across
the morning field
like a whisper
birds at the tube
alternate their
flitting in
and away
softly softly they
say to my
anxiety
we are a window
to a calmer
world.
—————–
12.17.2015 (10.18)
mists ghost across
the morning field
like a whisper
birds at the tube
alternate their
flitting in
and away
softly softly they
say to my
anxiety
we are a window
to a calmer
world.
—————–
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how fresh! how very beautiful! congrats!