I want to knwo and thus I ask: What have I left unspoken? What has this brilliantly shining world offered to me that I have not acknowledged? Which of its gofts have I turned away from? Have I not put to rest the exiled soul within the crow's feather? Have I paid proper reverence to small dots of lavender in their engulfing waves of green? Where have I neglected? Where have I wavered?
September 27, 2016