I am much in my luck,
But lesser what I'd like to be,
My heart's as silent as a cup,
Won't you come and rattle me?
Help more than my eyes to see,
give me more than books
to read...
More than dreams
to dream.
fin.
- Jane Rio
Drawings Around the Mirror
The Line
The Line is there
can you see it?
Can you make the move?
The Water is Rising
The Sun is setting
Do you stay
or do you go
is your Faith on
your side today?