The hiker walked forward, lantern in hand.
The oil would run out eventually, but the stars weren’t bright enough tonight…
Day: June 28, 2020
What do you give when you have nothing
left to give?
Do you ever really have nothing left?
It feels that way, I realize,
but isn’t there a reservoir
of something adjacent to guts,
darker than courage,
grimmer than heart?…
I love the moment
when I wake up
and don’t have to get up
just yet…
good for them
for putting together a recording
learning something they like
hopefully appreciating it more
A sign of peace, hope,
never fluttering, waving…
