Departure Lounge


Motion suspended
Awaiting call to action
Flickering candles of thought
Like tiny sparks in the night

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 September 6, 2017, in Tanka and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Ah, great analogy. I always enjoy the take-off!


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