"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

grey silk: a small stone

The dawn attempts to break through the darkness
But only reveals heavy mists, blanketing all
In silky wisps of grey.

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