In the wild
there is silence
or what is the same,
the earth breathing,
the river running
over rocks, the seasons
coming round
without a clock.
Discover more from HUGHLINGS HIMWICH
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.
In the wild
there is silence
or what is the same,
the earth breathing,
the river running
over rocks, the seasons
coming round
without a clock.
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.