PEACE LILY
Three o’clock morning
A solitary hour of pillow turning
I gaze at a dark open tunnel
lacy funnel
Are you still with me ?
Your eyes odes to life
......
{ “Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, even as the strings of a lute are alone but they quiver with the same music” - Kahlil Gibran }
BRIDGE
A bridge between our H E A R T S
as fine as spiderweb t h r e a d s
along it m a r c h soldiers
workers trample, children s
k
i
......
PEACE LILY
Three o’clock morning
A solitary hour of pillow turning
I gaze at a dark open tunnel
lacy funnel
Are you still with me ?
Your eyes odes to life
......
{ “Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, even as the strings of a lute are alone but they quiver with the same music” - Kahlil Gibran }
BRIDGE
A bridge between our H E A R T S
as fine as spiderweb t h r e a d s
along it m a r c h soldiers
workers trample, children s
k
i
......