But A Whisper

I was whisper, flowing upon the green dirt, seeing beyond. I saw a sight a place different. Places not seen; my firmament. I stand not so strong strange the way things are not same. Here I conquer, taught a dawn. When I saw it a dawn beyond. (Photo By Me)

Beneath The Tumult

Beneath my tumult, that ever pressing ill aspect that crawls it is showing pain real. I want to go missing, and read the headline. They’d say little for in me little they’d find. So I guess my chaos, ever pressing me ill, I’ll have to cut to nill; hence this blue pill. I want to…