I wake to see the chrysalis transluce
Tag: waiting
Sonnet XXVII – formed in space
Some bits and bytes of sound and light combine
with rush of breezes hot
Shan’t hear complaints from one who’s oft so cold.
the end? – narcissi, revisited
The end was not what I had expected.
tempore vanitatis
measure the passing of our existence
in limbo
Solitude is a state of mind.
on advent – vi
the waiting gets old
on advent – iii
“time” is beyond us.
on advent – ii
the crooked made straight
on advent – i
we wait and wait…and…
emergence
How long can that caterpillar stay in chrysalis before it dies and can never emerge?
real
real friends “get it” – even when they don’t.
