THYME AND SPICE (FOOD FOR THOUGHT)

Dec 28

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THYME AND SPICE (FOOD FOR THOUGHT)

Tasteful timelessness
I know only that I am
And conjure the rest

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on December 28, 2018, in Wee Poems and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Leslee Hare | December 28, 2018 at 10:55 PM

    Nice blend of Buddhism and sorcery, my friend!

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