Some Things
Some things remain like shadows, the urge here to walk, to dance, lie down on the broad grass under an expanse of time. Can you hear the earth breathing? The sun behind the clouds will break through clear.
- Robert Creeley
Some Things
Some things remain like shadows, the urge here to walk, to dance, lie down on the broad grass under an expanse of time. Can you hear the earth breathing? The sun behind the clouds will break through clear.