In shadow
in darkness
in unfathomed silences
the word proceeds the music
the hum proceeds the phrase
the ditto proceeds what we see in
Nature
the chime precedes our deepest joy
(I know this, because I have been there).
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
July 1, '10
July flys
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
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