There’s surely no shortage of suffering this year. Here’s my scrap of hope from the trash pile of 2020. It’s just a song I’ve been playing to get me through these times. Hope it’s a brief reprieve for you too.
Tag: new year
dreams
hallways projecting
along
distant hills
tentacles
reaching
down
into
the
deep
s p a c e
into
and up
up
-ing
spiral
ways
path
-ed
wing
