Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Test of gold

Broken, they fear death,
not knowing
the power they hold within.
To smile, rather than grimace
in adversity,
that’s the sign of a brave soul.
After all, the beautiful flowers,
bloom in dirt.


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