The Souls Pass On : from darkness into light pollution.
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The moon petals the sea. Rose petals the sea. Stone sea. Stone petals. Rose petals of stone. Stone rising before me. Sea moves. How moves...
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Hello everyone who follows David King (My Father). On behalf of the family this post is to let you know that Dad sadly passed away, peacefu...
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extract from the poem Koi by John Burnside All afternoon we've wandered from the pool to alpine beds and roses ... -
(Not to read too much into this.) How do I prepare for death? I asked a wise man long ago. You don't, my son, the wise man said: ...
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