Morning
Blue
Sky
Dabbed
By
Rouged
Clouds
That
Hang
There
Scraping
Silently
I turn
Seeing
You
Watching
Me
Watching
Them
We’re
Both
Spying
Heaven
You
Say
Category: Recollections
TrueNorth (to John)
You’re
My
Direction
My
North
Star
That
Place
I
Turn
When
Lost
A
Place
To
Pin
Hopes
On
My
True
North
SurrenderYou
In
Surrender
There
Is
Freedom
In
Freedom
There
Is
Choice
In
Choice
There
Is
Option
In
Option
There
Is
You
In
You
There
Is
Surrender
DrowsyMorn (to You)
In the
Late
Twilight
Stars
Still
Shine
Above
Us
Glimmering
Bathing
Heaven
In
Lint
Polka-dots
Of
White
Fire
They’ve
Burned
For a
Million
Years
Like
Your
Eyes
On this
Drowsy
Morn
Stop
Stop
Looking
To
Find
Stop
Listening
To
Hear
Stop
Feeling
To
Touch
Stop
Eating
To
Taste
Stop
Drinking
To
Savor
Stop
Hating
To
Love
To
Stop
Requires
Surrender
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 