this ink painting of wind
blowing through pines
who hears it?
oh yes things exist like the echo when you yell
at the foot of a huge mountain
sin like a madman until you can't do anything else
no room for any more
It's easy, Marcus Aurelius,
15 hours ago
Excellent, Donnie.
ReplyDeleteThank you Don, I really appreciate the encouragement, the words do have a tendency to intoxicate, don't they!
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