clouds dark
within the shadow of clouds
a light chill
draws a quiet wind
between
sky and river
a last autumn sail
movement up a slow river
a soft dream
life
across a portal of death
is a soul at rest
river water
and no rain
a moment to belong
before
tomorrow breaks light
upon
a long way into rhyme
and lost words
upon a current’s refrain.
Soft, dark, bright, light… Lovely words put together in a lovely way. The thing I remember most about watching the ships on the Ganges was the silence. Everyone was sailing and there were no motors polluting up and down the river.
Books 1 & 2 of Never Leave Your Monastery, both in one volume. This Collector's Edition features the ORIGINAL ART of the Author, over 25 hand-drawn illustrations.
Although available elsewhere; the author urges you
In a near-future Baltimore, an unemployed bipolar journalist and a teenage hacker are the last hope for a dystopian world controlled by a giant media corporation.
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