Nooj

Between my shadow and my soul

Run




Interpret the waking

in terms of

the dream

Iroquois

Hey there's a bunny...



The idea of time
Is like
Catching raindroplets
In a Sieve


And admiring how
They get caught

Glistening, In between

The holes, until gravity

Claims them

Block

(Photo by Fatima Cassim)





Silence is the language of God,

all else is poor translation

Rumi