The Water Finds Its Level
Received in the quiet of morning, as the waning crescent exhales toward Libra’s new beginning.
The hollow opens, and silence quivers.
What lingers is only the echo of what passed.
The hollow opens, and silence quivers.
What lingers is only the echo of what passed.
Received in the quiet of morning, as the waning crescent exhales toward Libra’s new beginning.
