Crikey...

Sandy's blowing on in to town...she's big & she's strong...boy, how I wish i were here right now:

From the Archives...

The sounds of silence, sometimes...

sometimes i find myself

standing still

silently

listening

to the flow of sound

around me.

it bends, sways & swirls 

 it whispers and it whistles

half truths & sad songs

of unkept promises & broken dreams

of old souls on bended knees

warriors lost to conquerers

&

in the silence of speech

i weep

sometimes.

while i'm standing

tall.

~nMc~

++  originally posted May 3, 2011 on Nancy*McKay...tea & a little photography  ++