Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; [...] Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark, and dreary. "The Rainy Day"
mono no aware
Tower of Babel, ziggurat skyscraper whatever we elect to name them industrial arms of Gaia its amazing still, though— i much prefer the delible, deciduous leaves crunch and blow regrow i write poems in the water in Dallas park i sit and watch the traffic go. as much as I love the permanence of monuments, …
The-Bleu-Bivouac 