The Treasure
Mountains, a moment’s earth-waves rising and hollowing; the earth too’s an ephemerid; the stars – Short-lived as grass the stars …
Mountains, a moment’s earth-waves rising and hollowing; the earth too’s an ephemerid; the stars – Short-lived as grass the stars …
A few minutes ago, I stepped onto the deck of the house. From there I could see and hear the …
Of all the streets that blur into the sunset, There must be one (which, I am not sure) That I …
Stories, Essays & Observations
Essays, Art & Observations
faith, hope and love
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