Good day to one and to all: I offer as mood music some nostalgia from wrrdgrrl's childhood.
My initial poetic offering was inspired by recent events.
Babylon's burning, yet
The world keeps on turning, and
My heart keeps on yearning
For something that it's not.
.
I watch the flames flicker
From this hill, far away, and
My spirit gets sicker
With what I can't say.
.
So I reach for my Joshu
Seeking wisdom and answers
To heal my rent psyche,
To cure my soul's cancers.
.
You can guess what I found;
Joshu speaks without sound.
Nothing other than "I am" -
Complete, empty-ness abounds.
This thread is yours; do with it as you will.
xo
grrl
Submitted May 30, 2020 at 05:53AM by wrrdgrrl https://ift.tt/3gCJPFi
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