we forever remain two stars in the sky orbiting a single warm breath what then should i call such a breath love awen heaven no silence is our only servant now
Category Archives: The Loom
i did not know so my hands kept moving understanding outpaced by passion i did not understand so nothing froze i was made stupid in the beauty of creation the clever ask what it means the righteous demand its purpose but i am already gone i do not stay to explain they cannot hold my […]
this is the season of sleep roots wait for light to return so we can dance again
This is the story of the lost tribe,
not vanished but taken.
Cut from its own remembering.