Sitting in silence
caressing that tree’s rough bark,
I felt as if it
were telling me to stop my
nervous picking, to
let my own rough places be,
that they’re just a part of me.
JDG
Sitting in silence
caressing that tree’s rough bark,
I felt as if it
were telling me to stop my
nervous picking, to
let my own rough places be,
that they’re just a part of me.
JDG
