Dot
Calling out into the void
Calling sestra
Do you read this
Do you see my writing
As truthDot - Dorothy - Mother
Let us reminisce
or die -
alone
Calling out into the void
Calling sestra
Do you read this
Do you see my writing
As truthDot - Dorothy - Mother
Let us reminisce
or die -
alone
One thousand lifetimes
Captured in words of others
In writing
Of life
Of moments
Now almost extinctBricks crumbling into dust
The rocks once solid
Now quicksand
Beneath meThe sinking
The sinking
The sinking feelingNo feeling
No joy
No sorrow
No moreThe Master calls me
& I consider
โฆ
Complying