Somewhere in time~
"“this is the threat of wisdom”
this rare pulse that comes from nowhere,
as if my edges have been merely a dream,
slight and seamless L’air du temps, ou vent
How I imagined, the she of me
burning for reasons that never slept,
and for the first time in many years
the minutes fell from me
and I no longer felt a need to gather them"
Amazing write Regina...so very much enjoyed!
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~
Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that.
Something from the sea, whichever one I'm near.
When I stray too far from beachland, it calls me back