The Sound of the Sparrow —Michael33

The Sound of the Sparrow We’ve always been here Some of us just lingering in the silence Like a soft rain on a Sunday morn Awaiting the beautiful sound Of the sparrow Often we may linger Only briefly fore your eyes Like diaphanous hues of dawn Awaiting the sun We’ve always been here Some ofContinue reading “The Sound of the Sparrow —Michael33”

Consequential Circumstance | The Vision of Poets

i am afraid that i will forget days as soon as i live them so i make lists to force myself to live to force myself to remember that i did live (that i was alive) (because is it really living, this?) recoding everything i have ever done like it has any meaning at allContinue reading “Consequential Circumstance | The Vision of Poets”