. . . . . . . did you know that i sit next to you now in the tiniest house of time?

Archive for November 24, 2011

of all that whispers

swirls of life
judgments
and tears
we move past it…

as our hearts dig deep
to the soul
of all that whispers,
we know
without question
that which tells a story
in the spaces of us
and that which lives
forever in a moment

© r.e.l. 11/24/11

image by simeon schatz

Posted for Poetry Picnic 11/27-12/3/11 on Goosberry Garden


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