Fragments of perception
by Steve Tanham
The Silent Eye Fragments of night rise from the road, scattering flecks of dawn on ebony wings. I watch the sun gild a horizon veiled in mist and see the earth blush at its touch. The morning song of birds drowns the sound of the engine as I drive through a green land that is waking to spring. It is only a few weeks … Read More Fragments of perception
Sun in Gemini 
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