Tuesday, April 5, 2011

There in the wreckage.

how long you have traveled, in darkness weeping
no rest in language, no words to speak

from The Big Picture. Kensennuma, 2011 March.

but there in the wreckage, beneath bricks and bindings
Love has come, Love has come for you
// "10000 Angels," Sandra McCracken

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