Jan 2017
I walk in the winter rain
and feel its breath
stunt the growth
of long buried seed,
the cancerous disease
of depression & anxiety;
revive the root
of dry-bone soul.
and feel its breath
stunt the growth
of long buried seed,
the cancerous disease
of depression & anxiety;
revive the root
of dry-bone soul.
Short poem on this cold and wet day.
