An Empty Sort of Calm

There is An empty sort of calm That comes on days such as this An awareness That transcends expectations While at the very same time Reaffirming each of them One by one As we age We learn to be alone To hold our own All the while still clinging To that primal urge To be … Continue reading An Empty Sort of Calm →

An Expression of What Cannot Be Expressed

Sometimes there is no language Only sound And the space between Not filled with meaning But with joy Or with humor Or with pain Or perhaps With nothing at all An expression of What cannot be expressed. Though the sun shines the blinds hold back the rays and the room is dark. And then there … Continue reading An Expression of What Cannot Be Expressed →