Never do forget the secrets shared with stars...
Secrets Shared with Stars
Where My Heart Resounds
today, the day disturbs me, and won't bother to speak in hushed tones despite my stillness...
Hearing the Stars, Pt. III: My Name
It is my name they call. My only task henceforth is to learn my own name.
The Wind’s Latest Bequest
How mercifully poignant//That I should see my reflection in a puddle on the sidewalk//Shoulders bare with the clear sky above me,//Whistling the wind's latest bequest.
December Rose 