the windows are crying and painting my face
the wind is heavy
just like the hour
the windows are crying
and painting my face
here in this room
so full of silences
so full of silences
i sit and contemplate
my fortunes
smile and hand and ring
just like me
hour to hour they pass
so full of needing
but i cannot take it into myself
i cannot let their winds
affect my weather
i am thankfull. full!
loving,loving.
loving,loving.
~* had a few things to write but not really in the mood to write anymore. sweet dreams darlings.
Posted by
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03:19:17
Good spirit!
I have read all the articles in your blog!!! They are my teachers and friends. Great admiration!!