#489. a glimpse

November 29, 2011

the day
has twisted
my thoughts into tempests
thwarted desires
lead me to the foot
of the bridge
my stone
is worn smooth
by the quiet noise
of the Endless
river

4 Responses to “#489. a glimpse”

  1. Beautiful. Sinply beautiful.

  2. Evelyn said

    “by the quiet noise
    of the Endless”
    so familiar and loving to me is the phrase, “the Endless”…
    like coming home.

  3. slpmartin said

    Sounds like a tough day…enjoyed the write.

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