Sound abandoned my perception.
My heart began to slow.
The Sun's hums filled each river of my soul.
It was morning.
A mellifluous dose.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
No matter where he went, he saw no need.
Petals fell from trees above, swiftly reaching the floor in his stead.
Buildings, beautifully constructed, easily built without his consent.
Knowledge, of divine and true, gently passed on, without his intent.
No matter where he went, he saw no need.
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 3:57 PM UTC