alone in the field
as the wind chills
beneath a cloudless day
shifting lines
between reality
in this moment
and the next
hanging by the strands
as life continues
for those remaining
Poetry of Love, Nature, Spirituality, and Dreams
alone in the field
as the wind chills
beneath a cloudless day
shifting lines
between reality
in this moment
and the next
hanging by the strands
as life continues
for those remaining