The quiet of the morning A glowing overcast sky Another day arrives Again And again The routine can numb But in the repetition Lies a message A subtle signal Between the notes Another song Infinite and Transcendent Playing only for you And the mind Readied by routine
Flailing around as I try to figure out if I can use MarsEdit to copy my old Wordpress posts to my micro.blog. Forgive the lack of context and misdated posts. Mea Culpa!
I've been slowed down with the cold and a nice dose of the flu, but I am still plugging away on Interwoven.