somedays i spend in the corners of my mind.in search of things not lost yet unfoundedhacking at emotions long gonewhistling, pressing, wondering,dancing...at moments to come wanderingwanderer today i stand in the recesses of my mindlistening gently for whispers so stillunfolding layers after layers of unrestunwrapping cover after cover of silencechasingthat which is rested yet restlesssharp … Continue reading waiting for my mind