360*tree

take my hand and climb with me…

three hundred and thirty five degrees: ‘as it pours…’

Her Morning Elegance ~ Oren Lavie

three hundred and thirty five

under logic’s ruthless

(  scalpel  )

fear dictates

the unknown: deadly

~

exercise

c o n t r o l

to exorcise

from life

~

(  magic )

~

with bans

and bombs

and a blasphemy

of ‘safe’

~

we try tame

the untameable

~

(  the mystery )

~

which makes me wonder :

~

when did we

f o r g e t

to feel

~

(  awe  )

 *

She pours a daydream in a cup…

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