The Earth Will Speak, That Your Voice, So Soft Now, Might Be Heard

Oh Child With eyes as wide as the midday sun With hair as wild as the beasts which still can be found lurking in the places we have not yet built our homes Though you may feel so insignificant Standing beside such monoliths as these we have hewn from the ground beneath you Standing beneath … Continue reading The Earth Will Speak, That Your Voice, So Soft Now, Might Be Heard