Escapism

ESCAPISM

Wherever we go
And whatever surrounds us
Here we are again

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 15, 2014, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. dawnofdivinerays

    Reblogged this on Dawn of Divine Rays.

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  2. And round and round we go on this “wheel”… 🙂 Nice when we find out we can make more progress on a spiral, eh?

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