11-30-2021, 04:30 AM
Though the world may be swallowed
by the sea someday,
know that your life
is a river, that your sorrow
is a stream, and that today
the blue that so occupies your mind
is no vast ocean but the drip
of a faucet on your eye.
by the sea someday,
know that your life
is a river, that your sorrow
is a stream, and that today
the blue that so occupies your mind
is no vast ocean but the drip
of a faucet on your eye.