Monthly Archives: November 2014

The miracles of things I can’t see

I am once again in most things, too often in too many words, words not even my own.
I am even in that which I cannot see or comprehend; and the simpler I become, the sooner and the more in things I will be.
I am not that much complicated as I am that much in simplicity; and as I stand as a man, not erect, but still, the miracles of things I can’t see, but feel, will come to be.