I am thinking
about the lost things.
About the shadows
interspersing
the dappled light.
About overgrown temples
and shattered statues
and stolen jewels.
About the depths
of where we came from.
About the heights
of where we might go.
a collection of ramblings
I am thinking
about the lost things.
About the shadows
interspersing
the dappled light.
About overgrown temples
and shattered statues
and stolen jewels.
About the depths
of where we came from.
About the heights
of where we might go.
somewhere up a tree 