
"My quiet is inhabited
by inner voices,
the solitude of silence
is but an illusion."

It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon
It is not with the lyre of someone in love that I go seducing people. The rattle of the leper is what sings in my hands. Jane Kenyon
2 comments:
Kianseng, what a wonderful array of art and inspirations you have here. One is uplifted by visiting your place. I also love images of roots. Beautiful photographs in harmonious blend with your poetry.
All the best,
Minerva Bloom~
Kianseng, what a wonderful array of art and inspirations you have here. One is uplifted by visiting your place. I also love images of roots. Beautiful photographs in harmonious blend with your poetry.
All the best,
Minerva Bloom~
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