You could just stand there, acknowledging the precipice, reminding yourself over and over again that there is no way of knowing for certain if there is anything on the other side of the gulf, clouded and fogged
“When you hear the word fire, you have been taught to think of a fire other than the fire we see, owing to something being added to that fire which in this there is not; for that fire is never quenched, whereas experience has discovered many ways of quenching this; and there is a ...
on me, bathing me in light, quenching every thirst. haiku © Chandra Tyler Mountain You know those haiku I write every morning? Well, I’ve compiled 100 of them into a book, Sacred Water: Scripture Haiku for Those Who Thirst. That collection is now available for preorder on Amazon (eb...