...I'm constantly agitated, restless - I work moments like worry beads until I see your face...
A Familiar Rain...I can think of other forms of worship than loving you, but none that make me feel so fulfilled...
A Familiar Rain...it's merely writing, but you have to adjust your ear – I speak quietly – I sob – I whisper ...
A Familiar Rain...is the writer a prophet or priest - does he show the truth or serve the truth?...
A Familiar Rain...some writers closet themselves - I write wherever I am because that's where life is happening ...
A Familiar Rain