XVII (Thinking, Tangling Shadows…)Thinking, tangling shadows in the deep solitude.You are far away too, oh farther than anyone.Thinking, freeing birds, dissolving images,burying lamps.Belfry of fogs, how far away, up there!Stifling laments, milling

XVII (Thinking, Tangling Shadows…)Thinking, tangling shadows in the deep solitude.You are far away too, oh farther than anyone.Thinking, freeing birds, dissolving images,burying lamps.Belfry of fogs, how far away, up there!Stifling laments, milling

“To Love Life, To Love It Evenwhen You Have No Stomach For Itand Everything You&Amp;Rsquo;Ve Held Dearcrumbles Like Burnt Paper In Your Hands,Your Throat Filled With The Silt Of It.when Grief Sits With You, Its Tropical Heatthickening The Air, Heavy As

“A Friend Is Someone Who Gives You Total Freedom To Be Yourself-And Especially To Feel, Or Not Feel. Whatever You Happen To Be Feeling At Any Moment Is Fine With Them. That&Amp;Rsquo;S What Real Love Amounts To - Letting A Person Be What He Really Is.”

“Life Is A Series Of Natural And Spontaneous Changes. Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Resist Them; That Only Creates Sorrow. Let Reality Be Reality. Let Things Flow Naturally Forward In Whatever Way They Like.” ~ Lao Tzu

“You Couldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Relive Your Life, Skipping The Awful Parts, Without Losing What Made It Worthwhile. You Had To Accept It As A Whole&Amp;Ndash;Like The World, Or The Person You Loved.” ~ Stewart O'nan, The Odds: A Love Story

Good Morning Beautiful Friends. I Hope That You Have A Sublime Sunday!

Love

John Mark Green * Poetry *

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Sumisa Lily's Surrender

Leo Often Have A Childlike Quality To Them And They Are Full Of Such Cosmic Majesty And Extravagance That It Becomes Difficult To Think Ill Of Them For Too Long. For Leo, The World Is Their Playground, And They Are In The Starring Role. But If They

“Being Too Scared To Even Try It—That’s Just A Waste. I Can Say I Made A Lot Of Mistakes, But I Don’t Regret Things. Because At Least I Didn’t Spend A Life Standing Outside, Wondering What Living Would Be Like.” ~ Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby

If You're Looking For A Saviour That's Not Me

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