Uninspiration
Dryness of my soul
Seeps downwards
Deep within, then
Gently tapping upon
My roof, winter rain.
Roots healed and
Life returns.
Computer Whisperer
Uninspiration
Dryness of my soul
Seeps downwards
Deep within, then
Gently tapping upon
My roof, winter rain.
Roots healed and
Life returns.