Monday, January 2, 2023

Into The Woods


 I wish I can go away,

Go far away into the woods,

Into the woods where forever silence prevail.


But the woods are miles away,

Miles away to walk before I sleep,

Sleep deep in the barren woods.


The barren woods that lie still.

Cowslips



 Above the land of nowhere,

There's a place called somewhere,

I will greet you there.


I'll wait with a bunch of cowslips,

 For you to kiss me on my lips,

And seal the secret between our sleeps.

Stay Long Enough to Hear It

Photo:Freepix Sometimes the thought doesn’t run— it waits. It stands just outside the noise, patient in a way that feels like silence, aski...