Rings, around the sun.
A portend of things to come.
Let go, the battle’s won.
~Mark Schutter ©2015
Rings, around the sun.
A portend of things to come.
Let go, the battle’s won.
~Mark Schutter ©2015
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity…
You find yourself in the lower level of an old ship. A calendar on the wall says 1682….
the rainfall strains of the day remains gray cloudy skies hide the sun and last goodbyes the autumns…
What’cha gonna do? What’cha gonna do? What’cha gonna do? When they come for you! To lock you up…
