Month: August 2015

It is a whisper. You turn somewhere,
hall, street, some great event: the stars
or the lights hold; your next step waits you
and the firm world waits – but
there is a whisper. You always live so,
a being that receives, or partly receives, or
fails to receive each moment’s touch.

~ William Stafford

6 Central Scotland Holgas

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