2 thoughts on “This Old House

  1. I see a forest
    In our midst,
    With scattered animals
    Here and there,
    And people standing,
    Some on knees in prayer.
    All co-existing;
    Where do those windows lead?

  2. It is Father Time’s DNA register, pure and simple. One day through a lens less dark, we will read it fluently.

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