I know all things
the winds name and the song it whispers to the morning grass
the fragrance of death and the breath of life that assumes its place
I know all things
the longing to be free a caged bird feels after years of solitude
the feeling of hopelessness, the desperate cry, the longing heart
I know all things
the touch of a hand, the smell of skin; earthy, new
the emotion of love and the deep ache of emptiness
I know all things
the hope of tomorrow and the memory of time passed
the setting sun and the words it whispers to the rising stars
I know all things
the migrating geese on their journey home
the falling snow as it seeks to please the world with silver fractals
I know all things
the thrill of life and the pain of death
the darkness that comes right before the light
I knew all things
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
I know all things
the winds name and the song it whispers to the morning grass
the fragrance of death and the breath of life that assumes its place
I know all things
the longing to be free a caged bird feels after years of solitude
the feeling of hopelessness, the desperate cry, the longing heart
I know all things
the touch of a hand, the smell of skin; earthy, new
the emotion of love and the deep ache of emptiness
I know all things
the hope of tomorrow and the memory of time passed
the setting sun and the words it whispers to the rising stars
I know all things
the migrating geese on their journey home
the falling snow as it seeks to please the world with silver fractals
I know all things
the thrill of life and the pain of death
the darkness that comes right before the light
I knew all things
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