The Work

how long? for what? how long? not sure how long? don't know ... I'll be back when I have a question that has an answer ... I'm back I found the answer when I found the question ... thank you you're welcome

After the Storm

joy after the storm I felt the memory the promise spoken in thunder clapping rain pouring me chasing it down the empty street joy in the storm I felt the memory the promise spoken birch trees swayed drying me dancing as notes rise in the breeze joy before the storm I felt the memory the promise spoken as grey clouds gather me waiting with sparrows in their nests