How would you ever know unless you first trod the path, back and forth.
Give me your hand and we can walk to the edge of the ocean, if you'd like. We won't jump in, but if we find some flat, smooth stones along the way, maybe we can have a skipping competition. We'll count the ripples, even if there's only one.
For having such wide open eyes I sure have narrow perspective Thank you, dear friend for showing me the rest of the picture For revealing the canyon I call an insignificant fissure For taking this grain of sand And showing me a mountain
Stretched thin and tight like a thread or "Like butter over too much bread" As Bilbo once said No, more like wires of a marionette No, no, they're so quick to forget Most like the strings of a quartet Because, thin and taut and whet Is less of a full moon, more lunette Curved as a smile, and... Continue Reading →
https://open.spotify.com/track/0CAOgFq049xUoXQz0dpJpy This song got me through my final year of university... I remember it like it was yesterday. I woke up in the worst of sorts and I was ready to give up on the day before I had even finished eating my breakfast. Every day was the same - wake up in time for an... Continue Reading →
I met you, but it wasn't in the way we'd have supposed we would In fact, I discovered you, the beautiful face from that picture It was given to me, but I wasn't supposed to look at you You were just the friend of a friend It turns out you were the friend of a... Continue Reading →