Saturday, June 29, 2013

Spirit

Spirit can be a foreigner. I am thinking a series of thoughts this afternoon, purifying myself somehow, and then that thinking is over, and I makes tracks and go downtown return to my place, feeling so good. Thank you spirit. You brighten my day.
at No comments:
Subscribe to: Posts (Atom)

A new Day

And yesterday it was my birthday. A have now reached the ago of 72. I am enjoying this getting older I have to confess. I have no fear for i...

  • Poetry
    Empty so called poetry, rejoicing in its nothingness, turning from question. Fanciful expressions, sometimes, but not every single time,tol...
  • July
    And July is my birth month. And I have never found it quite so warm before. It is the year of 2022 and my mind is open and unknowing. And ...