For The Sunday Whirl #456
distance, kill, loser, droplets, breathe, see,
meet, liberty, dance, shy, die, ignorant
Shy words dance like droplets of rain
searching to meet rich dark soil, in distance.
Knowing only that they will die in mouth
of the ignorant. Killed by a loser’s breath.
Seeking instead that one who knows freedom, has breathed
in the reality of liberty and it’s responsibility.
Elizabeth Crawford 5/17/2020
Notes: Image is from the Soul Cards, created by Deborah Koff-Chapin.
Her site may be found here: https://touchdrawing.com/
It’s been a while since I’ve been here. Saw the early words on Facebook,
and they promptly started whispering in my ear. Love it when that happens.