Every candle extinguishes
a week of thought
and then
Darkness
the Hope has gone with the light.
Night.
Wait.
Amongst the stones of walkways
there is flint
there is iron.
Sunrise sparkle.
(marginalia vitae)
Every candle extinguishes
a week of thought
and then
Darkness
the Hope has gone with the light.
Night.
Wait.
Amongst the stones of walkways
there is flint
there is iron.
Sunrise sparkle.
