Exhale •
Going through it
The long duration of dark
The cold winter night
The silent day
When will I know my reason
When can I enter into peaceful solitude
Life is but a blink of the eye
A bat of the lash
If you want to know
I'm chasing the wind
And will soon be mown down
By the sharp blade
Come on spring
Make me new again
I set and wait for both
Anonymous
I wish I could attribute the source of this 1 and 0 rendering, the magical woods, but no. So much beauty presented in this vast digital world of possibility. . But I appreciate the effort of whoever put finger to key for us to enjoy.
