Thinking of Alison's death,
Reminded of my own mortality,
Scrutinizing the lines upon my hands,
As many as the stars i can see
On a moonless night,
I feel eerily at ease.....
breathe.....out........
Temple of the Invisible by Robert Rich
Thursday, July 10, 2008
MY PALM IS TO THE EARTH
Thinking of Alison's death,
Reminded of my own mortality,
Scrutinizing the lines upon my hands,
As many as the stars i can see
On a moonless night,
I feel eerily at ease.....
breathe.....out........
Temple of the Invisible by Robert Rich
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