An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you.
Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.
before
Before us the before
waiting in the forest floor
mists there and fallen oak
Sun hidden below and
living forms slowly moving
in the past in shadow
times ancients and the
signs the days marked
among the stones the search
struggle for some comfort
for family for homes and
Fire, of course and its
keepers familiars dwelling
so much deeper among us
posted by D.O. | 9:23 AM
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