I hear there is a past, I here there is a present.
And, I hear there is a future.
I hear there is a reason, from infinite to finite.
I hear it more than the wind, more than the rain.
More, in the space that fills the air.
I know it is there.
I know there is a reason.
3 comments:
This is beautiful -- deep, insightful, and mystical. :)
Very mystical. I love the photo. Makes me wonder if Spit would see someone like that in the fog.
Love the poem.
A captivating photo and poem.
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