Emptying Branches Length of day is immaterial, talking becomes irrelevant. Walk on soft darkening forest earth until legs give way or every prayer’s been spoken and sent up emptying branches. We hold sway over loss with gentle pressure, moving together. Share this:Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
