i am the watcher
peering through the trees,
taking stock
of everything i see;
a mind never dormant,
always one step ahead,
a heart never quiet,
always hoping to be fed,
those i encounter,
always asking to be led.
9.18.17
i am the watcher
peering through the trees,
taking stock
of everything i see;
a mind never dormant,
always one step ahead,
a heart never quiet,
always hoping to be fed,
those i encounter,
always asking to be led.
9.18.17
