last night’s snow
fills in the spaces
where we’ve been
so many emptinesses
in our wake
some never fill
February 21, 2012 by Rosemerry
last night’s snow
fills in the spaces
where we’ve been
so many emptinesses
in our wake
some never fill
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged 84, emptiness, growing, parenting, poems, poetry, transformation | 2 Comments
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I’m pondering the similarities/connections between: holely, wholly, and holy.
I suspect our language is often more wise than we give it credit for.
this is something i also love to ponder … they seem so intimately intertwined, so opposite, so the same.