The end of days,
An end to time.
Banished from this place,
I welcome, just fine.
Here is where my torment stays,
never touched again; supine.
My heart speaks, it is no race,
simply be, and find your divine.
Beginnings
musing – dreaming – writing
musing – dreaming – writing
The end of days,
An end to time.
Banished from this place,
I welcome, just fine.
Here is where my torment stays,
never touched again; supine.
My heart speaks, it is no race,
simply be, and find your divine.
the sagacious bee 