Isolation keeps the soul hungry
and marching through
the snowy plans. All can be found
on this walk of solitude.
Earth begins to make
sense when taken in raw.
As the midnight sun rises
I am grateful for silence.
I am home.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Isolation keeps the soul hungry
and marching through
the snowy plans. All can be found
on this walk of solitude.
Earth begins to make
sense when taken in raw.
As the midnight sun rises
I am grateful for silence.
I am home.
What kind of picture would you use, I wonder, to make this one of those nice meme-like posts that are often shared on Word Porn or other writing sites? Tag me if you decide to do that! Stefanie Hutcheson: when spelled correctly, I assure you I am the only one on Facebook. 🙂