Caves

Send us Fan MailCaves There’s no doubt,it’s December, in the North, a cave of darkness, hidden, the skies, blinded the stars, cover their faces, in shrouds of mists, invisible hands, from an earthly view, and below, far below, in the folds and valleys, the sinks and rises, of fields, forests,rooftops, walls, shadows of gardens, time strikes in distant bells, chiming,the days across slumbering lives,as dawn slips betweenthe morning skies anew.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]