pieced.

midday

the sun lingersbetween the branches.holds the spacesvacated by the silenceof the leaves.it is all so bare.and so full.a light.so bright.reducedto shadows. // hudsonbiko

rebirth (revisited)

there are timeswhen i do not fearthe fall.when i look at the streamsrun down the earth.and think.of all the ways.the pourhelps the flowersrise. // hudsonbiko

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