“The soul’s hand has an eye. *Carved on a rain-worn stone.* Welling-in-the-Mountains.” SoulInspirationMysterySixth SenseSecond Sight Book:Roadsouls Source: Roadsouls
“The steam at the kettle’s spout, The flame at the candle’s wick, Rest on an emptiness Invisible, quick. The word at the poet’s lip, The line at the painter’s brush, Rest on an emptiness. Hush. *Shrine poem.* Welling-in-the-Mountains.” InspirationPoetryMysteryPoemEmptiness Book:Roadsouls Source: Roadsouls