• Tricia D. Wagner

Nights on Spice Island #1.14

Updated: Sep 11


If we could but see the bird,

its failing would divide empires.

If we could but know the hills,

nothing save their stony surety and slope

would rock us into sleep.

If we could but see time

we would not fear its passing.



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