Beyond the Fields We Know: Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Wordless Wednesday - The Song My Paddle Sings

resting easy in journeying, wet, wordless

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Mystic Meandering said...: Exquisite. I can hear the rhythm from here :); May 26, 2016 6:35 pm

From the Work

through this world we pass,
here for only seventeen
syllables, three lines

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Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Wordless Wednesday - The Song My Paddle Sings

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