Thoughts That Shine No Torch for Tomorrow

(Written For All Those On Dylan’s “Speechless Seeking Trails” ** ) LEAVES LITTER THE WAY OF THE WOODLAND PATH, SILENCE IS HUNG LIKE A COBWEB IN THE THICKENING TWILIGHT, OVERHEAD BIRDS SING LIKE A PERFECTLY ORDERED CHOIR, AND LEAF MOULD LAUGHS AS I SLIP AND SLIDE MY WAY….. TO THE GARDEN OF WILD HAPHAZARD FREEDOM …

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