Time is heavy and light. Invisible and visible to the eye.
Relationships were made for time, as time came first marking the beginning of time.
How do we utilize our time? Is it well spent or have we imagined it all?
Tag: thoughts
Who Cries Besides I?
Doe’s the grass cry, when pasture and lawns are being mowed? Do trees cry out to God, asking to ease … More
Stormy Nights
The night moves and all souls follow.
At night we lay. Begging for the end of our sorrows….
At night we Swallow
Cold Blood
I feel it.
And hear it passing me by.
Shadowing and hovering over me
Cable strings
From my spine to my mind.
Navel cord and time.
Binding me and stringing me
Tink Tink
They say eagles are a sign of good luck but all I saw was a vulture!
Tink, tink; does that mean death?
Death to my old ways?
Death to a bitter soul?
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