seeps inthrough thecracks
I don't know whether it is the dark that seeps through or the light. Or both.
seeps inthrough thecracks
I don't know whether it is the dark that seeps through or the light. Or both.
a fear more friend thanfoe in the knowledgeit seems to knowof me.
This is glorious line, shining with truth and aid. thanks.
It's small wonder
a small wander, too, a random walk in the fields and woods, the landscape and the inscape.