When autumn comes,
And the leaves fall from the trees
Like dead hands
Or discarded gloves
I wonder whether it is better
To live through this season… 9 more words
5 days, 20 hours
Somebody waves at you,
And you wave back.
And then you see someone waving behind you.
Somebody at a concert looks back and says,
“It’s you! 95 more words
2 weeks, 5 days
It is a picture that can, in a very real sense,
Change shape, colour, and texture depending on who views it.
It is a medium for thought and sacred communication. 81 more words
In recent times,
I have been startled at my own lack of brilliance
In music and literature,
Which just goes to show that I’ve been guilty of more ego… 84 more words
1 month, 1 week
The paralysed painter paints.
The deaf composer composes a symphony.
The blind man sees his way.
The autistic child plays entirely by ear.
The child unable to speak… 32 more words