Mixture
Amos 5:13
13 For this reason whoever is smart keeps quiet in such a time,
for it is an evil time.
Mixture
Blue as the sky ... color of the eye
Pure and shy ... clouds way too high
When will a cry ... embrace the me and my
and who will explain all the reasons why
Sometimes words cannot tell destiny proclaimed
Sometimes trust rests quietly in a place serene
Sometimes it is better to step aside while maimed
Sometimes there are thoughts that always have been
Perhaps the seasons are combined in one
and the one side hides the other
Perhaps they only show the work to be done
and so its dimensions not to bother
Suddenly words may flow and deeper thoughts appear
Maybe this morning is set aside for the other
Following my pen as I feel numbers in my head
It is early enough for me dream and from here go farther
Jan Wienen
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