POEM: Looking Over One's Shoulder
After the tornadoes
can we ever trust the skies
again?
can we ever trust the skies
again?
posted by M C Biegner at 9:00 AM
Friday, June 03, 2011
About Me
- Name: M C Biegner
- Location: Easthampton, MA, United States
I am made of multitudes. I am all things. I have hope and fear and neither of these things define me. But both are how i live. I am interested in pointing to skybound things. Nothing ever really ends. Nothing ever really begins. I am growing at an ever so slow rate, like a glacier to my final destiny. I pray for enlightenment, but do not work very hard at it. Like compost, i believe enlightenment comes to us all, by mere longevity. i cherish silence more than anything. i have come to terms with the loneliness that is living.
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