The smooth, black, bitter delight
as I look out on a
flood of fury, fear, and movement.
The gray wind wet with wrath
becomes a means for
my soul to wander back to the One.
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 5:41 PM UTC
The smooth, black, bitter delight
as I look out on a
flood of fury, fear, and movement.
The gray wind wet with wrath
becomes a means for
my soul to wander back to the One.
