Your words, like honeycomb crunches of truth, broke down all the massive hopes I'd constructed: such a lovely destruction I watched from the balcony of my contented-ness.
We shared stillness from the luxurious view of our inner window, looking into cathedrals and cubicles, joined together in their grandeur and normalcy.
For a moment I stopped caring about results and relished quietly in the abundance of miracles already obvious.
Simple words
Posted - May 23 2011 : 7:57:14 PM
