buffeted
who knows which way the wind blows?
certainly eyes have their say
hearts yet a very different other
toes probably the next
being led by fear
where to tread the least?
the most?
the new moon rises and
the land begins fresh
from the storm
who knows which way the wind blows?
certainly eyes have their say
hearts yet a very different other
toes probably the next
being led by fear
where to tread the least?
the most?
the new moon rises and
the land begins fresh
from the storm
tamarind chew the delicate brush of sweet palate grown in full through sunlight and rain bowing blissfully to the attitudes of natural tendency surrendering without struggle automatic compliance and c
fall the petals of blooming peonies trace reflections of memories of sunlight down to feathering ground the newest nourishment paired with brilliant rays glorious in their expansive warmth to bring fo