words for thought
  • What are words for thought?
  • Accidental poetry
  • Your thoughts?

For the Pretty File


Our words are falling
like rain drops in the desert,
sunbeams in a winter room,
fluff from the cottonwoods along the river
past the eyes,
through the mind,
jumbled in the heart
to settle in the soul
their purpose as uncertain as their origins.

Understanding is listening
to the stillness
of our breathing,
as the words fade away.
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