12/22/2011

In the Still Hollow

I silence
the call

My voice buried in the still hollow,
first of all

Meandering
unmarked roads
where answers do not thrive

and wonder dies
 
  

1 comment:

  1. Daniel WarrenJanuary 17, 2012 at 6:50 PM

    We burn unto embers the day, yet find fresh fuel each morning waiting, if we choose to gather in that way.

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