Tumbled into cockelshells
Stumbling down the stairs to hell.
Snowy white caps of heavenly bliss.
Melting so quickly, I slip, I slip.
Not a chance to get my footing
My shell protects me
From the mysteries.
Secrets of light, secrets of dark
Which I no longer can tell apart.
I see the beauty fade away.
All I took for granted
Not welcome to stay
On God's Earth.
-- Diva
Thursday Short Run, Little Dry Creek
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I have not posted to my blog in forever, so here I am before Google deletes
me.
2 years ago
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