BETWEEN THE FINGERS:
A shadow hand impedes the light.
The experience of joy, the taste happiness, then…
To not only crave the journey to the edge, but to
experience it, only to be recalled.
A shadow hand impedes the light, mocking intuition.
Searching for a gap between the fingers to make day trips
into happiness.
listening to ‘A/B’ by 1982
(K)
have just discovered this blog today. Think I’m going to enjoy these daily poetic musings….. 🙂
Although we never doubt, we still ask the question.
Planet Earth, are you just?
Die hand hät ich wohl gern…ähem,geschüttelt:)