It is enough to sit, to think, to be to know your presence in the length of time that brought you here and to acknowledge your final passing… +++ Writing in Mum’s notebook Your words
Psyche – Spring
Sometimes the harmony of words is more painful than a wound
Equinox
Equinox It’s as if an invisible snow has fallen, and the streets become quiet and cautious. Even with virus, in sunshine the air seems clear – less gases, particulates – every breath we take so much more precious.
April
April Because it is life Because we have broken dreams Because for now, we have life Because there is love Because it is Because © Steve Walter
Seasons in the Sun
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun* As the world waits to know when we can breathe again, there is a slowing of pollution, a cutting of carbon dioxide, a downward tilt in the graph