662: the world asks to be seen

does it count in the equation of a life lived well to have gone each day with just enough in such a way that leaves one standing alongside the comparable better weighed and measured fully aware superfluously weighted of the extra stones carried in pockets tucked into...

661: the world asks to be seen

the clank and clatter go unnoticed inspiration sits around the edges waiting for the fog to clear just as the sun rises the clouds part I know all at once this pleasure passes as quickly as I see yet without the notice nothing is served so I take the fleeting I accept...

660: the world asks to be seen

the woods wrap arms around me enfolded I still walk taking steps deeper into these shadowed loamy fields I know it has taken me these many lifetimes to get to come home to this peace this pleasure this peace without leaving anything...

658: the world wants to be seen

challenged to identify the desire for solitude and social I took myself into the woods for forty years I’ll wander here if that’s what it takes anymore it seems to be a very good way maybe even the only to live in this world of humans no longer sure what...