upward and onward
goes the sun turning west
and so do I ― incessantly pulled
in the opposite direction
by the stone of the earth
and the depth of a restless heart
in the opposite direction
by the stone of the earth
and the depth of a restless heart
toward the sun's inchoation
the nacre of havoc
where a phoenix rises
the nacre of havoc
where a phoenix rises
so beautiful
ReplyDeleteThank you :-)
ReplyDeleteGlorious, breathtaking, riveting work — and not just Eastbound.... you have been painting memories and moments a long time now. Thank you for all of them.
ReplyDeleteWilliam, many thanks and my deep appreciation for your presence here.
ReplyDeleteI am grateful.