Rising and falling they carry the soul numb from weariness Exhausted raging against forces unseen and serving no purpose than to quell A despair seeded…
Rising and falling they carry the soul numb from weariness Exhausted raging against forces unseen and serving no purpose than to quell A despair seeded…
A familiar spot in my daily sojourn Watching the shadows form as the tree grows new life I seek solace in these dances of shadows…