I stretch out the ropes from spire to spire; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
~ from LES ILLUMINATIONS by Arthur Rimbaud
Seeking Clarity
if each day falls
inside each night
there exists a well
where clarity is imprisoned.
we need to sit on the rim
of the well of darkness
and fish for fallen light
with patience.
if each day falls
inside each night
there exists a well
where clarity is imprisoned.
we need to sit on the rim
of the well of darkness
and fish for fallen light
with patience.