10-12-2019, 05:24 AM
a dust mote rides the faintest breeze
indifferent to its own inconsequence.
it swirls around a sunbeam sea
and makes a mockery of my Importance.
indifferent to its own inconsequence.
it swirls around a sunbeam sea
and makes a mockery of my Importance.
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara
