Friday, November 6, 2015

Shall I mention it?


Shall I mention it — the vein in a leaf, the stain on a hand, the scent of mold from the land, how they each lend grace to a man, if space is made while he can, to shovel his way to the grave he digs, even as the digging makes him glad — and how, by the light that is in you, it seems I already have?



2 comments:

Grandma Jan said...

Whatever you may mention, William...I will listen. For you have a beautiful way with words as you have proven here.
Not just on this post, but your blog as a whole~

William Michaelian said...

By the light that is in you, Jan. I am ever thankful for your kind, generous presence.