You. Windows open, insightful branches sloping, swaying, playing with crisp and subtle sweeping sky breath. Restless loons, noodling breakfast. Reckless release of what ceases to stimulate connection or solicit fresh direction. Tender rocking shoals of matter. Spattering paddleboard passengers and slathering peace. Brandy Pond
Glenn Mann
@GlennPriceMann · 0:09
You. Hey, thank you for sharing that poem. It's really beautiful and lovely and it's vivid and calming, and this is a very wonderful poem. Thank you