Day: August 26, 2022
Caveat: Poem #2215 “Sixty-second stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon dreamed that the wind was her friend, Happy to blow through a life near its end. Waking she realized she wasn't yet dead; rising, she went out to see where things led.
ㅁ Kiamon dreamed that the wind was her friend, Happy to blow through a life near its end. Waking she realized she wasn't yet dead; rising, she went out to see where things led.