This Swift Hand
…for making a peremptory selection.
…for making a peremptory selection.
But now,summer skies and firefliesfluttering in the North NodeNo one is worthier than anyone else in this world,merely reflections of you, divine emanation of you.All equally titled; let’s boon and declareunder the red light of that giving starflowing simultaneously from … Continue reading
Condensed and complicated in a seed, a shape waiting to burst through.Against a future sky, verdant tentacles unfurling, curling, stretching and reaching.Beyond the horizon, a life you can’t even imagine.