a rhythm, no, a beat – unheard but in-between the sounds it rests, a string unstrung makes music without sound – a pulse, again, a beat – an un-tuned, fine-tuned air, a seed of music in its latency, bearing each […]
Peace of Mind
I listen and I read – yes, I gather each drop spilled from the minds of sages past, hoping that my mind shall someday too be filled with the drops of truth collected, that I’ll find myself subjected to my […]
New Poem: “A Jump”
A raindrop on a petal made me jump, and then I stumbled over beauty I have not landed yet and perhaps never will – where will I end up? I do not know it still