Inspired Silence

Poems & Excerpts – Seeing and writing, thinking and doing

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  • Renewing our vows with each passing breath

    Renewing our vows with each passing breath

    There is no sense of time, there is no sense of space That cliff in Africa, where we screamed like madmen That ancient mountain ruin, where we sought tribal ghosts That crisp night air, where we saw the infinity of space unfold above us. These are moments where we captured what we could of the…