i am very close to breathing.
i have found my way back on the upswing.
although silence subsides,
still the stillness prevails and
i think i have found my way home.
overflowing source of life--
everflowing spring of life--
seasons change and you remain,
we worship you.
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About Me
in my favorite corner of the library
- a room with a view (e.m. forster)
- anna karenina (leo tolstoy)
- dickens. anything dickens.
- mrs. dalloway (virginia woolf)
- my name is asher lev (chaim potok)
- tess of the d'urbervilles (thomas hardy)
- the boy who ate words (thierry dedieu)
- the brothers karamazov (fyodor dostoevsky)
- the help (kathryn stockett)
- till we have faces (c.s. lewis)
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