I Wonder
I Wonder Years drift in the slow Moonlit tide I wonder floating below How I let these years drift by The shallow surf Kissing the sparkling sands Cannot unearth The secret I have buried with my hands Here on the night’s shore I wonder where
Monthly Archives: May 2015
Conception
I gathered a million of my closest friends around me to run blindfolded through the forest. Our goal was to make it to the other side without hitting a tree. None of us did, which is a shame because we were trying to recreate that