Celadon hues of dialogues passed
fragments of coiled conversations
vacant rings of history
yet wrong numbers persist
no need to answer
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We're all in a story.
This blog reflects on human concerns and offers spiritual practices to deal with them.
Poetry written by Katrina Cain
“Your words to me, like the pages of a book; Only the sound, like water, leaves me breathless.”- Richard Follette