with our eyes closed, this passage
through the center of our life.
Sometimes we have to navigate
from the inside out -
It’s like swimming across a river
with our eyes closed, this passage
through the center of our life.
Sometimes we have to navigate
from the inside out -
when the stars hide their light
... when we cannot see the bank
on the other side, when the hounds
of our past bark on the shoreline
braying their mournful song at our leaving.
by Laura Weaver | Artwork by Christian Schloe
with our eyes closed, this passage
through the center of our life.
Sometimes we have to navigate
from the inside out -
when the stars hide their light
... when we cannot see the bank
on the other side, when the hounds
of our past bark on the shoreline
braying their mournful song at our leaving.
by Laura Weaver | Artwork by Christian Schloe
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