Friday, September 14, 2012

walling reflections

a sense of place
a notion of time
a feeling of remembrance
all of these things
can be held within walls
within grass
within trees
within moments of lucidity
too grand to speak
the realms of meandering thoughts
too wondrous to be ignored

the silence is the least of my concerns
there is no longer a need for white noise
the air is ringing with intention
the words hold every reflection

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