If you scroll back one day in this blog
you'll see this same view
in
different weather
and if you were to lean in closer
on this snowy day
you'd pass through
the window glass
and be right here
right now
. . .
xx
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke