bet mercer:
the stark white curve of bark sings somehow
bet mercer:
"give yourself to what you cannot hold" {rilke}
bet mercer:
a startlingly gentle boundary
bet mercer:
it all depends on how you look at it
bet mercer:
to be silent, or to speak
bet mercer:
a moment
bet mercer:
look down at the sky
bet mercer:
darkness makes beauty of light
bet mercer:
don't let the calm fool you
bet mercer:
"all the winters bequeath you their quietness" {rilke}