Against the morning, eking its way into what Has become today, I see your silhouette the soft lines of you Against the softness Of sunrise How the sun and you Exchange whispers "Have a good day, little bird." "Enjoy the... Continue Reading →
It is said that in morning before the earth warms and the birds spread their wings-- you can hear a silence that is the echo of silence preparing everything for another phase. That is life-- a long stillness encompassing memory,... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 