So Much less than Now
In time, this passed into the heart a stirring awake of comfort a thread tugging at my spirit never to rest but rather, to steer that is where I remain Steered by the… Continue reading
In time, this passed into the heart a stirring awake of comfort a thread tugging at my spirit never to rest but rather, to steer that is where I remain Steered by the… Continue reading
The changing light drifts in sparkle winks that fade, still ever bright and strong. Contradiction sits in a face so missed and dear as every year passes. Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright:… Continue reading