12.31.14

poem, can you show me  how to love the broken road i'm on, how to gaze upon what hovers  in a brilliant bank of cloud, and not shrink from what shines. bring me to a fallow field  of milky wish and bramble, lean into the letting go the going forth from here.

poem, can you show me
how to love the broken road i’m on,
how to gaze upon what hovers
in a brilliant bank of cloud,
and not shrink from what shines.
bring me to a fallow field
of milky wish and bramble,
lean into the letting go
the going forth from here.

kf | Training Field Road, Sugar Hill, NH

to fare well along each way found. to answer every call sounded. somewhere, there are bells ringing. hear? they are ringing for you. to stand close to every each other to believe me standing there, too.

to fare well
along each way found.
to answer every call sounded.
somewhere, there are bells ringing.
hear? they are ringing for you.
to stand close to every each other
to believe me standing there, too.

kc | Training Field Road, Sugar Hill, NH

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