Remains of the Day 9/5/22
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Because their sea rose, a wall and fell, memory and time will be marked by the word after.
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Being human and trusting the hearts fate to the whims and barbs of that other one who may turn out lover or scorching sun.
The one who loves us will wait; a moon throwing back to us the light we cannot see.
Listening to directions from the sky and the earth and the sea.
A world of breathing, heaving, human passions
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
Remains of the day
9.5.2022
The late sun looks peelable in our palm.
Amanda Gorman
Our future is a sea, flooded with sun
Amanda Gorman
New meaning lapping against us like moored tides
Amanda Gorman
In the mountains, stillness surges up to explore its own height
R Tagore
We walk into tomorrow, carrying nothing but the world
Amanda Gorman
The same as trees we too are shaped by how we twist.
Amanda Gorman
Like a wintered tree, these can look silver in a certain moonlight
Amanda Gorman
Forest Secrets
To know a tree, in its true element, throw inner space around it, from that pure abundance in you
R M Rilke
And that green fulfilment of blossoming trees a breath
R M Rilke
The awesome trees, the distances I had felt
R M Rilke
With you the world arises, and your dawn gleams on each crack and crevice
R M Rilke
The singing winds
Through the Whispering Fields
We spiral on, pushing up & out, like a growing thing making it’s form out of earth
Amanda Gorman
Here’s to a preservation of a light so terrific
Amanda Gorman
