day 348

results rose upon me like a roaring lion hungry to feed, and i without sustenance, to appease. but with the passage of expectant time the roar became a hum, a vibration to honor, and then dispel. 12.14.17

day 347

untold till now journeyed deep a path well worn i know the way, yet all i felt i had flown past returns again. so here i stand, with heart in hand and tears i thought were long since shed. 12.13.17 [Image Source]

day 346

when the sun begins to take its bow, i listen to the hesitant notes of my son’s playing piano, view of the horizon where sky meets sea, softest of blue, dusted with light, creased against the striated sea, calm with subtle ripples, contrasted by the yellow green of the glowing sea grass. 12.12.17