Saturday, March 16, 2013

Wood beam...

via LoveMore
via rebel:art
via LoveMore
via Moon to Moon
Made a paper crane of pain
Set fire to the wing
Let my heart sing
To the smoking ghost
I made one last toast

The sage was shed on me
Releasing into laugher free
This is the moment for us to be

Enthusiasm of change
The plates rearrange
Broken metal bone
Wood beam stroked my soul

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