When all is silent

When there is no one there,

with no one do you share,

a moment to keep you pulsing,

a moment to keep indulging.

When it is only you

when nothing seems as true,

what keeps you going?


A Moral Mystery: Finders Keeper’s prompt

In response to:

“Finders, Keepers?

While walking on the beach you stumble on a valuable object buried in the sand — say, a piece of jewelry or an envelope full of cash. What do you do with it? Under what circumstances would you keep it?”

My brief response: I would bury about 10 little notes in envelopes in the area saying that if someone is missing something from that area to email ___________. If I did not receive a response in the next few months I would keep it.

Wink. 😉