5am Stomp
Gentle steady rain
Beats in cadence
Through Autumn leaves down spidered gutters
Syncopated as my thoughts
Infected with an unfamiliar wanderlust
Awaiting Gods’ will for Us.
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Gentle steady rain
Beats in cadence
Through Autumn leaves down spidered gutters
Syncopated as my thoughts
Infected with an unfamiliar wanderlust
Awaiting Gods’ will for Us.
I don’t have a dream in my heart this morning. Only the mist of visions. The consensus reality is unlike anything I have experienced in any of my lifetimes. An existential crisis without end. A shadow war with no front, no rear, only a... Continue →