THE DAY BATHES IN THE HOURS
A THOUSAND VERSES OF LIGHT
BLUE BLOOD SKIES LAY ON THE QUIET OF THE ROCKS
GRATEFULLY ... THE WHOLE OF THE OCEAN
KNEADS OF THE PAST
UNHURRIED RUSTICITY
KNOCKS AND HAMMERS BY DAY ~ SOFT THE EVE MOON
MOUNTAINS MEET THE OCEAN
A MATTRESS STUFFED WITH DREAMS
A WHITE CURTAIN DRIFTS IN FROM AN OPEN WINDOW. A CHINESE SCROLL HANGS ON A BEDROOM WALL. THEIR RAG PATCH SHEDDINGS ~WILDFLOWERS FADE TO BLACK.
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“Winter has come,
Walking on the silent sand,
Stalking on the the lonely bay,
Slipping through the frozen timber.”
THE SAND IS COLD... WHERE THE UMBRELLA WAS...THEY'RE GONE.
