Mar 2014
what is beauty: a naked word
sore chest with wonder
torment-like tension suddenly flooding
soothing radiation within
unborn words
silence
a world reinventing prayer: it is beauty
tearing me down
sore chest with wonder
torment-like tension suddenly flooding
soothing radiation within
unborn words
silence
a world reinventing prayer: it is beauty
tearing me down
"Yet many timid
Eyes await a glimpse
Of the light, reluctant
To flower in the glare"
Friedrich Holderlin
Eyes await a glimpse
Of the light, reluctant
To flower in the glare"
Friedrich Holderlin
