by Ellen Rowland
I am cradling two truths at once
gathered across the vast divide.
There is pain, there is beauty.
I am strong and I weep.
Trees and people fall,
I plant more seeds.
They suffer,
so I
love.
by Ellen Rowland
I am cradling two truths at once
gathered across the vast divide.
There is pain, there is beauty.
I am strong and I weep.
Trees and people fall,
I plant more seeds.
They suffer,
so I
love.