tears of time
dusk rain dancing
ice on a river
whispers
caught by dream winds
sing
where words are music
from where does a heart
call
of time
yesterday folds cold
across tomorrow’s reflection
mobius highways
still traveled
fingerprints on a train window
belief
your eyes
dare
snowflakes cast their shadows
where a soul bleeds
in song
in music
in words
where
a heart still beats
I read the impressions from the highway of the way it was over many miles, sometimes repeating over and over again like a Mobius. As I read, those impressions popped into my mind, like always wanting to skate miles on a river or creek, but never having quite the right conditions to do it.
“where words are music” and “yesterday folds cold” — I really like the uniqueness of the order of these words (had to look up ‘mobius,’ and I enjoy new vocabulary words. Intriguing piece. ~~ djl
Bishnupriya Ghosh, Professor at University of Santa Barbara contacted me asking to use my painting of Mother Teresa in her upcoming book, "Global Icons" which was published by Duke University Press Books. You may see Judy Jones's painting of Mother T
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