the verge on edge does one enter the darkened glen at dusk knowingly that night will soon follow that the moon’s light won’t filter through the limbs the ground hard and cold will not comfort night sounds will louden while one’s voice will silence courage
Lou Storey on September 21st, 2020 - 2:41pm I think we are all more than ready to fall into silence–and gain some balance and harmony—lovely image and poem– Reply
I think we are all more than ready to fall into silence–and gain some balance and harmony—lovely image and poem–