I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.
Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush. Is that the part of me that is still asleep? (9)
Observing and understanding are two different things.
I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.
Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.
There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.