snippets from teachers
a taste
a turning word
a spark to illuminate
the brightness inside
To stare at nothing is to learn by heart
What all of us will be swept into, and baring oneself
To the wind is feeling the ungraspable somewhere close by.
Trees can sway or be still. Day or night can be what they wish.
What we desire, more than a season or a weather, is the comfort
Of being…
The Night, The Porch
[thanks to crashinglybeautiful &